Whatever has not come under the sway of man is wild. In this sense original and independent men are wild - not tamed and broken by society.

The change from storm and winter to serene and mild weather, from dark and sluggish hours to bright and elastic ones, is a memorable crisis which all things proclaim. It is seemingly instantaneous at last.

Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.

Every man should stand for a force which is perfectly irresistible.

This is one of those instances in which the individual genius is found to consent, as indeed it always does, at last, with the universal.

It is impossible to say all that we think, even to our truest Friend. We may bid him farewell forever sooner than complain, for our complaint is too well grounded to be uttered.

Give me the old familiar world, post-office and all, with this ever new self, with this infinite expectation and faith, which does not know when it is beaten.