The American, who up to the present day, has evinced, in Literature, the largest brain with the largest heart, that man is Nathaniel Hawthorne.

for there is no folly of the beast of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men

In metropolitan cases, the love of the most single-eyed lover, almost invariably, is nothing more than the ultimate settling of innumerable wandering glances upon some one specific object.

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale... from hell's heart I stab at thee.

It is only when caught in the swift, sudden turn of death, that mortals realise the silent, subtle, ever-present perils of life.

Ignorance is the father of all fear.

If Shakespeare has not been equalled, he is sure to be surpassed, and surpassed by an American born now or yet to be born.