Nature is mythical and mystical always, and works with the license and extravagance of genius. She has her luxurious and florid style as well as art.

A hero's love is as delicate as a maiden's.

While England endeavors to cure the potato-rot, will not any endeavor to cure the brain-rot, which prevails so much more widely and fatally?

We hear and apprehend only what we already half know.

It is dry, hazy June weather. We are more of the earth, farther from heaven these days.

What is called common sense is excellent in its department, and as invaluable as the virtue of conformity in the army and navy,--for there must be subordination,--but uncommon sense, that sense which is common only to the wisest, is as much more excellent as it is more rare.

We have used up all our inherited freedom, like the young bird the albumen in the egg. It is not an era of repose. If we would save our lives, we must fight for them.