If I were to live my life over again, I would be an American. I would steep myself in America, I would know no other land.

I recall my fleeting instants in Savannah as the taste of a cup charged to the brim.

She had her own way of doing all that she did, and this is the simplest description of a character which, although by no means without liberal motions, rarely succeeded in giving an impression of suavity.

I have performed the necessary butchery. Here is the bleeding corpse.

Life is a predicament which precedes death.

Live as you like best, and your character will take care of itself. Most things are good for you; the exceptions are very rare.

[Thomas Henry] Huxley is a very genial, comfortable being-yet with none of the noisy and windy geniality of some folks here, whom you find with their backs turned when you are responding to the remarks that they have made you.