...The silent reminiscence of hardships departed, is sweeter than the presence of delight.

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

I never fancied broiling fowls; - though once broiled, judiciously buttered, and judgmatically salted and peppered, there is no one who will speak more respectfully, not to say reverentially, of a broiled fowl than I will.

...in certain moods, no man can weigh this world without throwing in something, somehow like Original Sin, to strike the uneven balance.

Ah, happiness courts the light so we deem the world is gay. But misery hides aloof so we deem that misery there is none.

There never was a great man yet who spent all his life inland.

As a man-of-war that sails through the sea, so this earth that sails through the air. We mortals are all on board a fast-sailing,never-sinking world-frigate, of which God was the shipwright; and she is but one craft in a Milky-Way fleet, of which God is the Lord High Admiral.