I Was Never Lost In The Woods

I've Never Been Lost, But I've Been A Mite Bewildered For A Few Days.

In Such A Diversity It Was Impossible I Should Be Disposed To Melancholy.

Felicity, The Companion Of Content, Is Rather Found In Our Own Breasts Than In The Enjoyment Of External Things; And I Firmly Believe It Requires But A Little Philosophy To Make A Man Happy In Whatever State He Is.

I Had Gained The Summit Of A Commanding Ridge, And, Looking Round With Astonishing Delight, Beheld The Ample Plains, The Beauteous Tracts Below.

All You Need For Happiness Is A Good Gun, A Good Horse, And A Good Wife.