How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!

As many languages as he has, as many friends, as many arts and trades, so many times is he a man.

An empire is an immense egotism.

The work of vegetation begins first in the irritability of the bark and leaf-buds.

We are taught by great actions that the universe is the property of every individual in it.

The orator is thereby an orator that keeps his feet ever on a fact.

How much we forgive to those who yield us the rare spectacle of heroic manners! We will pardon them the want of books, or arts, and even of gentler virtues. How tenaciously we remember them!