If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

I am struck by the fact that the more slowly trees grow at first, the sounder they are at the core, and I think that the same is true of human beings.

Through the din and desultoriness of noon, even in the most Oriental city, is seen the fresh and primitive and savage nature, in which Scythians and Ethiopians and Indians dwell. What is echo, what are light and shade, day and night, ocean and stars, earthquake and eclipse, there? The works of man are everywhere swallowed up in the immensity of nature. The AEgean Sea is but Lake Huron still to the Indian.

The virtue of making two blades of grass grow where only one grew before does not begin to be superhuman.

The government of the world I live in was not framed, like that of Britain, in after-dinner conversations over the wine.

Justice is sweet and musical; but injustice is harsh and discordant.

A minority is powerless while it conforms to the majority; it is not even a minority then; but it is irresistible when it clogs by its whole weight.