As for me, I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.

And what is it, thought I, after all! It’s only his outside; a man can be honest in any sort of skin.

Yea, foolish mortals, Noah's flood is not yet subsided; two thirds of the fair world it yet covers.

We Americans are the peculiar, chosen people - the Israel of our time; we bear the ark of the liberties of the world.

Whatever has made, or does make, or may make music, should be held sacred as the golden bridle-bit of the Shah of Persia's horse,and the golden hammer, with which his hoofs are shod.

Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing

Thou wine art the friend of the friendless, though a foe to all.