If I am to be a thoroughfare, I prefer that it be of the mountain brooks, the Parnassian streams, and not the town sewers. There is inspiration, that gossip which comes to the ear of the attentive mind from the courts of heaven. There is the profane and stale revelation of the barroom and the police court. The same ear is fitted to receive both communications. Only the character of the hearer determines to which it shall be open, and to which closed.

One revelation has been made to the Indian, another to the white man.

The only way to tell the truth is to speak with kindness. Only the words of a loving man can be heard.

The rich man is always sold to the institution which makes him rich. Absolutely speaking, the more money, the less virtue.

Art may varnish and gild, but it can do no more.

Heal yourselves, doctors; by God I live.

As I love nature, as I love singing birds...I love thee, my friend.