Give me the poverty that enjoys true wealth.

I have found it a singular luxury to talk across the pond to a companion on the opposite side.

The stars are distant and unobtrusive, but bright and enduring as our fairest and most memorable experiences.

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 culture of the hop ... so analagous to the culture and uses of the grape, may afford a theme for future poets.

There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dullness.

I think we may safely trust a good deal more than we do.