I consider it the best part of an education to have been born and brought up in the country.

Our favorites are few; since only what rises from the heart reaches it, being caught and carried on the tongues of men wheresoever love and letters journey.

Debate is masculine, conversation is feminine.

Civilization degrades the many to exalt the few.

Good-humor, gay spirits, are the liberators, the sure cure for spleen and melancholy. Deeper than tears, these irradiate the tophets with their glad heavens. Go laugh, vent the pits, transmuting imps into angels by the alchemy of smiles. The satans flee at the sight of these redeemers.

Our dreams drench us in senses, and senses steps us again in dreams.

Labor humanizes, exalts.