In the meanest are all the materials of manhood, only they are not rightly disposed.

It is said that some Western steamers can run on a heavy dew, whence we can imagine what a canoe may do.

We have need to be as sturdy pioneers still as Miles Standish, or Church, or Lovewell. We are to follow on another trail, it is true, but one as convenient for ambushes. What if the Indians are exterminated, are not savages as grim prowling about the clearings today?

Nothing more strikingly betrays the credulity of mankind than medicine. Quackery is a thing universal, and universally successful. In this case it becomes literally true that no imposition is too great for the credulity of men.

The news we hear, for the most part, is not news to our genius. It is the stalest repetition.

The traveler must be born again on the road, and earn a passport from the elements.

A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart.