As the stars looked to me when I was a shepherd in Assyria, they look to me now as a New-Englander.

All great enterprises are self-supporting.

Give me a Wildness whose glance no civilization can endure.

The only way to speak the truth is to speak lovingly.

The better part of the man is soon ploughed into the soil for compost. By a seeming fate, commonly called necessity, they are employed, as it says in an old book, laying up treasures which moth and rust will corrupt and thieves break through and steal. It is a fool's life, as they will find when they get to the end of it, if not before.

I have tasted but little bread in my life. It has been mere grub and provender for the most part. Of bread that nourished the brain and the heart, scarcely any. There is absolutely none on the tables even of the rich.

Any sincere thought is irresistible.