He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time.

We are a puny and fickle folk. Avarice, hesitation, and following are our diseases.

Murder in the murderer is no such ruinous thought as poets and romancers will have it; it does not unsettle him, or fright him from his ordinary notice of trifles; it is an act quite easy to be contemplated.

Under every deep a lower deep opens.

Meek young men grow up in colleges and believe it is their duty to accept the views which books have given, and grow up slaves.

The secret of success in society is a certain heartiness and sympathy.

When duty whispers low, Thou must, The youth replies, I can.