Remarkable trait in the American Character is the union, not very infrequent, of Yankee cleverness with spiritualism.

The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization.

One man pins me to the wall, while with another I walk among the stars

Go cherish your soul; express companions; set your habits to a life of solitude; then will the faculties rise fair and full within.

Our impatience of miles, when we are in a hurry; but it is still best that a mile should have seventeen hundred and sixty yards.

When a man speaks the truth in the spirit of truth, his eye is as clear as the heavens. When he has base ends, and speaks falsely, the eye is muddy, and sometimes asquint.

Want is a growing giant whom the coat of have was never large enough to cover.