For a change put the minister on the hay rack and the farmer in the clergyman's study.
Let us read books not in our own line.

After a man has been delving in nothing but theological works for three months, a few pages in the Patent-office Report will do him more good than Doctor Dick on "The Perseverance of the Saints." Better than this, as a diversion, is it to have some department of natural history or art to which you may turn, a case of shells or birds, or a season ticket to some picture gallery.

If you do nothing but play on one string of the bass viol, you will wear it out and get no healthy tune.

Better take the bow and sweep it clear across in one grand swirl, bringing all four strings and all eight stops into requisition.
Let us go much into the presence of the natural world if we can get at it.
Especially if we live in great thoroughfares let us make occasional flight to the woods and the mountains.

Even the trees in town seem artificial.
They dare not speak where there are so many to listen, and the hyacinth and geranium in flower pots in the window seem to know they are on exhibition.