Most people dread finding out when they come to die that they have never really lived.

Have we even so much as discovered and settled the shores? Let a man travel on foot along the coastand tell me if it looks like a discovered and settled country, and not rather, for the most part, like a desolate island, and No-Man's Land.

We are all of us Apollos serving some Admetus.

It is said that some Western steamers can run on a heavy dew, whence we can imagine what a canoe may do.

If rightly made, a boat would be a sort of amphibious animal, a creature of two elements, related by one half its structure to some swift and shapely fish, and by the other to some strong-winged and graceful bird.

The best poets, after all, exhibit only a tame and civil side of nature. They have not seen the west side of any mountain.

My spirits infallibly rise in proportion to the outward dreariness. Give me the ocean, the desert, or the wilderness!