Eloquence shows the power and possibility of man.

An action is the perfection and publication of thought.

The sinew and heart of man seem to be drawn out, and we are become timorous desponding whimperers. We are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other.

Power educates the potentate.

The senses collect the surface facts of matter... It was sensation; when memory came, it was experience; when mind acted, it was knowledge; when mind acted on it as knowledge, it was thought.

A walk in the woods is only an exalted dream.

Converse with a mind that is grandly simple, and literature looks like word-catching.