In America the geography is sublime, but the men are not; the inventions are excellent, but the inventors one is sometimes ashamed of.

The three practical rules, then, which I have to offer, are, --/ Never read a book that is not a year old./ Never read any but the famed books./ Never read any but what you like.

For flowers that bloom about our feet; For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet; For song of bird, and hum of bee; For all things fair we hear or see, Father in heaven, we thank Thee!

Solitude is impractical and yet society is fatal.

Steam is no stronger now than it was a hundred years ago, but it is put to better use.

Out of sleeping a waking, Out of waking a sleep.

Outside among your fellows, among strangers, you must preserve appearances, a hundred things you cannot do; but inside, the terrible freedom.