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

My themes will not be far-fetched. I will tell of homely every-day phenomena and adventures.

Unpremeditated music is the true gauge which measures the current of our thoughts; the very undertow of our life's stream.

What a singular fact for an angel visitant to this earth to carry back in his note-book, that men were forbidden to expose their bodies under the severest penalties!

The schools begin with what they call the elements, and where do they end?

Roads are made for horses and men of business. I do not travel in them much.

It is worth the expense of youthful days and costly hours, if you learn only some words of an ancient language, which are raised out of the trivialness of the street, to be perpetual suggestions and provocations. It is not in vain that the farmer remembers and repeats the few Latin words which he has heard.