That pernicious sentiment, "Our country, right or wrong."

It is singular how impatient men are with overpraise of others, how patient of overpraise of themselves; and yet the one does them no injury, while the other may be their ruin.

The secret of force in writing lies not so much in the pedigree of nouns and adjectives and verbs, as in having something that you believe in to say, and making the parts of speech vividly conscious of it.

Light is the symbol of truth.

A man is old when he can pass an apple orchard and not remember the stomachache.

Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession many.

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