Man hoards himself when he has nothing to give away.
Nothing in our times has become so unattractive as virtue.
I have no confidence in a man whose faults you cannot see.
No people require maxims so much as the American. The reason is obvious: the country is so vast, the people always going somewhere, from Oregon apple valley to boreal New England, that we do not know whether to be temperate orchards or sterile climate.
We are ruled by chance but never have enough patience to accept its despotism.
The machine has had a pernicious effect upon virtue, pity, and love, and young men used to machines which induce inertia, and fear, are near impotent.