When were the good and the brave ever in a majority?

The very dogs that sullenly bay the moon from farm-yards in these nights excite more heroism in our breasts than all the civil exhortations or war sermons of the age.

It is pitiful when a man bears a name for convenience merely, who has earned neither name nor fame.

Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.

No man loses ever on a lower level by magnanimity on a higher.

But the eyes, though they are no sailors, will never be satisfied with any model, however fashionable, which does not answer all the requisitions of art.

It is remarkable how many creatures live wild and free though secret in the woods.