The crowning fortune of a man is to be born to some pursuit which finds him employment and happiness, whether it be to make baskets, or broadswords, or canals, or statues, or songs.

We are a puny and fickle folk. Avarice, hesitation, and following are our diseases.

We are amphibious creatures, weaponed for two elements, having two sets of faculties, the particular and the catholic.

Love is our highest word and the synonym of God.

Solvency is maintained by means of a national debt, on the principle, "If you will not lend me the money, how can I pay you?"

I should as soon think of swimming across Charles River, when I wish to go to Boston, as of reading all my books in originals, when I have them rendered for me in my mother tongue.

Activity is contagious.