New ideas come into this world somewhat like falling meteors, with a flash and an explosion.

It is a relief to read some true book, wherein all are equally dead,--equally alive. I think the best parts of Shakespeare would only be enhanced by the most thrilling and affecting events. I have found it so. And so much the more, as they are not intended for consolation.

At a certain season of our life we are accustomed to consider every spot as the possible site of a house.

The virtue which we appreciate, we to some extent appropriate.

What is commonly honored with the name of Friendship is no very profound or powerful instinct. Men do not, after all, love their Friends greatly. I do not often see the farmers made seers and wise to the verge of insanity by their Friendship for one another. They are not often transfigured and translated by love in each other's presence. I do not observe them purified, refined, and elevated by the love of a man.

The kind uncles and aunts of the race are more esteemed than its true spiritual fathers and mothers.

When the reptile is attacked at one mouth of his burrow, he shows himself at another.