Politics is the gizzard of society, full of gut and gravel.

I already, and for weeks afterward, felt my nature the coarser for this part of my woodland experience, and was reminded that ourlife should be lived as tenderly and daintily as one would pluck a flower.

I should fear the infinite power and inflexible justice of the almighty mortal hardly as yet apotheosized, so wholly masculine, with no sister Juno, no Apollo, no Venus, nor Minerva, to intercede for me, thumoi phileousa te, kedomene te.

I do not believe there are eight hundred human beings on the globe.

There are two classes of authors: the one write the history of their times, the other their biography.

Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage.

If I choose to devote myself to certain labors which yield more real profit, though but little money, they may be inclined to look on me as an idler.