Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!

To be awake is to be alive.

Men have come to such a pass that they frequently starve, not for want of necessaries, but for want of luxuries.

Going from--toward; it is the history of every one of us.

Our manners have been corrupted by communication with the saints.

Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.

I think that I love society as much as most, and am ready enough to fasten myself like a bloodsucker for the time to any full-blooded man that comes in my way. I am naturally no hermit, but might possibly sit out the sturdiest frequenter of the bar-room, if my business called me thither.