Society has really no graver interest than the well-being of the literary class.

They think him the best dressed man, whose dress is so fit for his use that you cannot notice or remember to describe it.

The laws of each are convertible into the laws of any other.

For nonconformity the world will whip you with its displeasure.

We are as much strangers in nature, as we are aliens from God. We do not understand the notes of birds. The fox and the deer run away from us; the bear and tiger rend us. We do not know the uses of more than a few plants, as corn and the apple, the potato and the vine. Is not the landscape, every glimpse of which hath a grandeur, a face of him?

All history is biography.

You have a place to live in this world which no other man can occupy; hence no competitors.