I trust that some may be as near and dear to Buddha, or Christ, or Swedenborg, who are without the pale of their churches.

Work your vein till it is exhausted, or conducts you to a broader one.

Far travel, very far travel, or travail, comes near to the worth of staying at home.

We cannot but pity the boy who has never fired a gun; he is no more humane, while his education has been sadly neglected.

If one doubts whether Grecian valor and patriotism are not a fiction of the poets, he may go to Athens and see still upon the walls of the temple of Minerva the circular marks made by the shields taken from the enemy in the Persian war, which were suspended there. We have not far to seek for living and unquestionable evidence. The very dust takes shape and confirms some story which we had read.

I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.

When a man dies he kicks the dust.