The pleasure of leaving home, care-free, with no concern but to enjoy, has also as a pendant the pleasure of coming back to the old hearthstone, the home to which, however traveled, the heart still fondly turns, ignoring the burden of its anxieties and cares.

We cannot live for ourselves alone.

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

There is a savor of life and immortality in substantial fare. Like balloons, we are nothing till filled.

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

You know nothing till you know all; which is the reason we never know any thing.

Let faith oust fact; let fancy oust memory; I look deep down and do believe.