Man is the will, and woman the sentiment. In this ship of humanity, Will is the rudder, and Sentiment the sail; when woman affects to steer, the rudder is only a masked sail.

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

The vulgar call good fortune that which really is produced by the calculations of genius.

When a man says to me, "I have the intensest love of nature," at once I know that he has none.

I do not wish to remove from my present prison to a prison a little larger. I wish to break all prisons.

Stand guard at the portal of your mind.

It is very certain that the strong British race which has now overrun much of this continent, must also overrun [Texas], and Mexico and Oregon also, and it will in the course of ages be of small import by what particular occasions and methods it was done.