Surely the writer is to address a world of laborers, and such therefore must be his own discipline.

Nature abhors a vacuum, and if I can only walk with sufficient carelessness I am sure to be filled.

When my legs begin to move, the thoughts begin to flow.

This is one of those instances in which the individual genius is found to consent, as indeed it always does, at last, with the universal.

Men cannot conceive of a state of things so fair that it cannot be realized.

Every blade in the field - Every leaf in the forest - lays down its life in its season as beautifully as it was taken up.

For my part, I could easily do without the post-office. I think that there are very few important communications made through it.