It behooves every man to see that his influence is on the side of justice, and let the courts make their own characters.

I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite - only a sense of existence. Well, anything for variety.

Such were garrulous and noisy eras, which no longer yield any sound, but the Grecian or silent and melodious era is ever soundingand resounding in the ears of men.

Methinks my own soul must be a bright invisible green.

Why do you ever mend your clothes, unless that, wearing them, you may mend your ways. Let us sing.

A thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood.

I am wont to think that men are not so much the keepers of herds as herds are the keepers of men. The former are so much the freer.