Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

I put a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep I wrote in the dark.

What is the use of going right over the old track again? There is an adder in the path which your own feet have worn. You must make tracks into the Unknown.

Some circumstantial evidence is very strong, as when you find a trout in the milk.

I came to love my rows, my beans, though so many more than I wanted. They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antaeus.

We never conceive the greatness of our fates.

God is only the president of the day, and Webster is his orator.