There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one, Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on.

Some kind of pace may be got out of the eeriest jade by the near prospect of oats; but the thoroughbred has the spur in his blood.

God'll send the bill to you.

The material of thought re-acts upon the thought itself.

And I honor the man who is willing to sink half his present repute for the freedom to think, and, when he has thought, be his cause strong or weak, Will risk t' other half for the freedom to speak.

To be young is surely the best, if the most precarious, gift of life.

This imputation of inconsistency is one to which every sound politician and every honest thinker must sooner or later subject himself. The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinion.