That devilish Iron Horse, whose ear-rending neigh is heard throughout the town, has muddied the Boiling Spring with his foot, and he it is that has browsed off all the woods on Walden shore, that Trojan horse, with a thousand men in his belly, introduced by mercenary Greeks! Where is the country's champion, the Moore of Moore Hall, to meet him at the Deep Cut and thrust an avenging lance between the ribs of the bloated pest?

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.

The universe constantly and obediently answers to our conceptions; whether we travel fast or slow, the track is laid for us.

I did not know that we had ever quarreled.

You must ascend a mountain to learn your relation to matter, and so to your own body, for it is at home there, though you are not.

As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.

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