There is no history of how bad became better.

We live thick and are in each other's way, and stumble over one another, and I think we thus lose some respect for one another.

Must be out-of-doors enough to get experience of wholesome reality, as a ballast to thought and sentiment. Health requires this relaxation, this aimless life.

Nature has no human inhabitant who appreciates her.

I sometimes despair of getting anything quite simple and honest done in this world by the help of men. They would have to be passed through a powerful press first, to squeeze their old notions out of them, so that they would not soon get upon their legs again.

A man may grow rich in Turkey even, if he will be in all respects a good subject of the Turkish government.

There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dullness.