Most Americans ... have a sort of permanent intoxication from within, a sort of invisible champagne.

If seeds in the black earth can turn into such beautiful roses, what might not the heart of man become in its long journey toward the stars?

The more we are certain what good is, the more we shall see good in everything.

Properly speaking, of course, there is no such thing as a return to nature, because there is no such thing as a departure from it. The phrase reminds one of the slightly intoxicated gentleman who gets up in his own dining room and declares firmly that he must be getting home.

Progress is a comparative of which we have not settled the superlative.

children are simply human beings who are allowed to do what everyone else really desires to do, as for instance, to fly kites, or when seriously wronged to emit prolonged screams for several minutes.

Forms of expression always appear turgid to those who do not share the emotions they represent.