The grand principles of virtue and honor, however they may be distorted by arbitrary codes, are the same the world over: and wherethese principles are concerned, the right or wrong of any action appears the same to the uncultivated as to the enlightened mind.

I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.

Nobody is so heartily despised as a pusillanimous, lazy, good-for-nothing, land-lubber; a sailor has no bowels of compassion for him.

Genius, all over the world, stands hand in hand, and one shock of recognition runs the whole circle round.

Genius is full of trash.

In armies, navies, cities, or families, in nature herself, nothing more relaxes good order than misery.

all mankind, not excluding Americans, are sinners--miserable sinners, as even no few Bostonians themselves nowadays contritely respond in the liturgy.