A wise man can do no better than to turn from the churches and look up through the airy majesty of the wayside trees with exultation, with resignation, at the unconquerable unimplicated sun. – Llewelyn Powys, The Pathetic Fallacy
True happiness is of a retired nature, and an enemy to pomp and noise; it arises, in the first place, from the enjoyment of ones self, and in the next from the friendship and conversation of a few select companions. – Joseph Addison