They were pleasant spring days, in which the winter of man's discontent was thawing as well as the earth, and the life that had lain torpid began to stretch itself.

The imagination, give it the least license, dives deeper and soars higher than Nature goes.

All the events which make the annals of the nations are but the shadows of our private experiences.

If we were left solely to the wordy wit of legislators in Congress for our guidance, uncorrected by the seasonal experience and the effectual complaints of the people, America would not long retain her rank among the nations.

Wherever you have planted a seed, I am prepared to expect wonders.

The Indian's intercourse with Nature is at least such as admits of the greatest independence of each.

Events, circumstances, etc., have their origin in ourselves. They spring from seeds which we have sown.