Among the multitude of scholars and authors, we feel no hallowing presence; we are sensible of a knack and skill rather than of inspiration; they have a light, and know not whence it comes, and call it their own; their talent is some exaggerated faculty, some overgrown member, so that their strength is a disease.

What new thoughts are suggested by seeing a face of country quite familiar, in the rapid movement of the rail-road car!

Postpone not your life.

No book was ever written down by any but itself.

And truly it demands something godlike in him who cast off the common motives of humanity and ventured to trust himself for a taskmaster.

As to methods, there may be a million and then some, but principles are few. The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods.

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.