Wild liberty develops iron conscience. Want of liberty, by strengthening law and decorum, stupefies conscience.

Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats.

Society is frivolous, and shreds its day into scraps, its conversation into ceremonies and escapes.

Washington, where an insignificant individual may trespass on a nation's time.

All reform aims, in some one particular, to let the soul have its way through us; in other words, to engage us to obey.

We postpone our literary work until we have more ripeness and skill to write, and we one day discover that our literary talent wasa youthful effervescence which we have now lost.

The greatest homage to truth is to use it.