New York is a sucked orange.

Now that is the wisdom of a man, in every instance of his labor, to hitch his wagon to a star, and see his chore done by the gods themselves. That is the way we are strong, by borrowing the might of the elements. The forces of steam, gravity, galvanism, light, magnets, wind, fire, serve us day by day and cost us nothing.

The force of character is cumulative.

There the great Planter plants Of fruitful worlds the grain, And with a million spells enchants The souls that walk in pain.

Be sure then to read no mean books. Shun the spawn of the press on the gossip of the hour. Do not read what you shall learn, without asking, in the street and the train.

Let us leave hurry to slaves.

In America and Europe, the nomadism is of trade and curiosity.