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

"Hear! hear!" screamed the jay from a neighboring tree, where I had heard a tittering for some time, "winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel, if you know where to look for it."

In the student sensuality is a sluggish habit of mind.

Time & Co. are, after all, the only quite honest and trustworthy publishers that we know.

Who hears the fishes when they cry?

I stand in awe of my body.

On the whole, my respect for my fellow-men, except as one may outweigh a million, is not being increased these days.... Such do not know that like the seed is the fruit, and that, in the moral world, when good seed is planted, good fruit is inevitable, and does not depend on our watering and cultivating; that when you plant, or bury, a hero in his field, a crop of heroes is sure to spring up. This is a seed of such force and vitality, that it does not ask our leave to germinate.