Who could believe in the prophecies ... that the world would end this summer, while one milkweed with faith matured its seeds.

There are some things which a man never speaks of, which are much finer kept silent about. To the highest communications we only lend a silent ear.

If you are a seer, whenever you meet a man you will see all that he owns, ay, and much that he pretends to disown, behind him.

I have no doubt that it is part of the destiny of the human race in its gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals.

If we respected only what is inevitable and has a right to be, music and poetry would resound along the streets.

If we were left solely to the wordy wit of legislators in Congress for our guidance, uncorrected by the seasonal experience and the effectual complaints of the people, America would not long retain her rank among the nations.

The mason asks but a narrow shelf to spring his brick from; man requires only an infinitely narrower one to spring his arch of faith from.