The urbane activity with which a man receives money is really marvelous, considering that we so earnestly believe money to be the root of all earthly ills, and that on no account can a monied man enter heaven. Ah! how cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition!

I could...see in Emerson...that had he lived in those days when the world was made, he might have offered some valuable suggestions.

In their precise tracings-out and subtle causations, the strongest and fieriest emotions of life defy all analytical insight.

Honor lies in the mane of a horse.

The eyes are the gateway to the soul.

A ship is a bit of terra firma cut off from the main; it is a state in itself; and the captain is its king.

At banquets surfeit not, but fill; partake, and retire; and eat not again till you crave.