Who makes and keeps the Jew or the Negro base, who but you, who exclude them from the rights which others enjoy?

One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the bodily symbol of identity.

We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten.

Of Nature itself upon the soul; the sunrise, the haze of autumn, the winter starlight seem interlocutors; the prevailing sense is that of an exposition in poetry; a high discourse, the voice of the speaker seems to breathe as much from the landscape as from his own breast; it is Nature communing with the seer.

Whom God has put asunder, why should man put together?

Music is the poor man's Parnassus.

Invention breeds invention.