The commercial spirit is the spirit of profit, not patriotism; of credit, not honor; of individual gain, not national prosperity; of trade and dickering, not principle.

I let my boy go and do and say pretty much as he likes, as, and perhaps because, my father kept no string on me.

Nothing is done. Everything in the world remains to be done or done over.

I am really puzzled to understand myself.

My father would invite me sweetly to come and sit on a stool at his feet, and, as I let myself trustingly down, he would gently kick the seat from under me - and laugh.

If we would leave parties to the politicians, and would vote not for the party, not even for men, but for the city, and the State, and the nation, we should rule parties, and cities, and States, and nation.

My father required me to honor my father and my mother too much to put up games on them. I did on occasion.