It happens to us once or twice in a lifetime to be drunk with some book which probably has some extraordinary relative power to intoxicate us and none other; and having exhausted that cup of enchantment we go groping in libraries all our years afterwards in the hope of being in Paradise again.

The simplest words,--we do not know what they mean except when we love and aspire.

The progress of religion is steadily to its identity with morals. Strength enters just as much as the moral element prevails.

New York is a sucked orange.

He who travels in search of something which he has not got, travels away from himself and grows old even in youth among old things.

We take care of our health; we lay up money; we make our roof tight, and our clothing sufficient; but who provides wisely that he shall not be wanting in the best property of all, -friends?

The world of men show like a comedy without laughter: populations, interests, government, history; 't is all toy figures in a toyhouse.