Only lovers know the value and magnanimity of truth.

As they say in geology, time never fails, there is always enough of it, so I may say, criticism never fails.

Surely the writer is to address a world of laborers, and such therefore must be his own discipline.

Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself.

How meanly and grossly do we deal with nature!

Only he is successful in his business who makes that pursuit which affords him the highest pleasure sustain him.

We do not associate the idea of antiquity with the ocean, nor wonder how it looked a thousand years ago, as we do of the land, for it was equally wild and unfathomable always.