Music causes us to think eloquently.

Out from the heart of Nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old.

I always seem to suffer some loss of faith on entering cities.

The domestic man, who loves no music so well as his kitchen clock, and the airs which the logs sing to him as they burn on the hearth, has solaces which others never dream of.

The shoemaker makes a good shoe because he makes nothing else.

Every great man is a unique. The Scipionism of Scipio is precisely that part he could not borrow.

Life is in short cycles or periods; we are quickly tired, but we have rapid rallies. A man is spent by his work, starved, prostrate; he will not lift his hand to save his life; he can never think more. He sinks into deep sleep and wakes with renewed youth, with hope, courage, fertile in resources, and keen for daring adventure.