No man, I suspect, ever lived long in the country without being bitten by these meteorological ambitions. He likes to be hotter and colder, to have been more deeply snowed up, to have more trees and larger blown down than his neighbors.

What a sense of security in an old book which Time has criticized for us!

It is the vain endeavor to make ourselves what we are not that has strewn history with so many broken purposes and lives left in the rough.

Ah, men do not know how much strength is in poise, That he goes the farthest who goes far enough.

There is nothing so desperately monotonous as the sea, and I no longer wonder at the cruelty of pirates.

Fashion being the art of those who must purchase notice at some cheaper rate than that of being beautiful, loves to do rash and extravagant things. She must be forever new, or she becomes insipid.

A ginooine statesman should be on his guard, if he must hev beliefs, not to b'lieve 'em too hard.