On going a journey ! The soul of a journey is liberty,perfect liberty,to think,feel,do just as one pleases. We go a journey chiefly to be free of all impediments and of all inconveniencens;to leave ourselves behind,much more to get rid of others.It is because I want a little breathing-space to muse on indifferent matters,where contemplation "May plume her feathers and let grow her wings,that in the various bustle of resort.Were all too ruffled,and sometimes impaired," that I absent myself .Instead of a friend in a post-chaise or in a Tilbury,to exchange good things with and very the same stale topics over again,for once let me have a truce with impertinence.Give me the clear blue sky over my head,and the green turf beneath my feet,a winding road before me,and a three hours' march to dinner-and then to thinking ! It is hard if i cannot start some game on these lone heaths.I laugh,I run,I leap,I sing for joy .