Travel is a fools paradise.

Ennui shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

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

There is no one who does not exaggerate. In conversation, men are encumbered with personality, and talk too much.

It now appears that the negro race is, more than any other, susceptible of rapid civilization. The emancipation is observed, in the islands, to have wrought for the negro a benefit as sudden as when a thermometer is brought out of the shade into the sun. It has given him eyes and ears.

There is an intimate interdependence of intellect and morals.

As long as civilization is essentially one of property, of fences, of exclusiveness, it will be mocked by delusions. Our riches will leave us sick; there will be bitterness in our laughter, and our wine will burn our mouth. Only that good profits which we can taste with all doors open, and which serves all men.