I'll try a pagan friend, thought I, since Christian kindness has proved but hollow courtesy.

An intense copper calm, like a universal yellow lotus, was more and more unfolding its noiseless measureless leaves upon the sea.

For, as when the red-cheeked, dancing girls, April and May, trip home to the wintry, misanthropic woods; even the barest, ruggedest, most thunder-cloven old oak will at least send forth some few green sprouts, to welcome such glad-hearted visitants . . .

At length I fell asleep, with the volume in my hand; and never slept so sound before

The only true infidelity is for a live man to vote himself dead.

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!

War should be carried on like a monsoon; one changeless determination of every particle towards the one unalterable aim.