Boston: Their hotels are bad. Their pumpkin pies are delicious. Their poetry is not so good.

Grammar is the analysis of language.

In criticism I will be bold, and as sternly, absolutely just with friend and foe. From this purpose nothing shall turn me.

If you have never been at sea in a heavy gale, you can form no idea of the confusion of mind occasioned by wind and spry together. They blind, deafen, and strangle you, and take away all power of action or reflection.

As for Republicanism, no analogy could be found for it upon the face of the earth—unless we except the case of the "prairie dogs," an exception which seems to demonstrate, if anything, that democracy is a very admirable form of government—for dogs.

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance.