Live the life you've dreamed.

The condition-of-England question is a practical one. The condition of England demands a hero, not a poet.

I know a good woman who thinks that her son lost his life because he took to drinking water only.

I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.

We must look a long time before we can see

The very thrills of genius are disorganizing. The body is never quite acclimated to its atmosphere, but how often, succumbs and goes into a decline.

We do not ride on the railroad; it rides upon us.