I wish I were with some of the wild people that run in the woods, and know nothing about accomplishments!

It ever is the marked propensity of restless and aspiring minds to look into the stretch of dark futurity.

I believe this earth on which we stand is but the vestibule to glorious mansions through which a moving crowd forever press.

Time never bears such moments on his wing as when he flies too swiftly to be marked.

A good man's prayers will from the deepest dungeon climb heaven's height, and bring a blessing down.

O mysterious Night! thou art not silent; many tongues halt thou.

I have seen the day, when, if a man made himself ridiculous, the world would laugh at him. But now, everything that is mean, disgusting, and absurd, pleases them but so much the better!