Politics is but a narrow field.

You only need sit still long enough in some attractive spot in the woods that all its inhabitants may exhibit themselves to you by turns.

Maturity is when all of your mirrors turn into windows.

We should endeavor practically in our lives to correct all the defects which our imagination detects.

That is a pathetic inquiry among travelers and geographers after the site of ancient Troy. It is not near where they think it is.When a thing is decayed and gone, how indistinct must be the place it occupied!

To a small man every greater is an exaggeration.

It is a great art to saunter !