The bulk of mankind believe in two gods. They are under one dominion here in the house, as friend and parent, in social circles, in letters, in art, in love, in religion; but in mechanics, in dealing with steam and climate, in trade, in politics, they think they come under another.

Nature cannot be surprised in undress. Beauty breaks in everywhere.

Ah, if the rich were rich as the poor fancy riches.

Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear.

Cities give us collision. 'Tis said, London and New York take the nonsense out of a man.

We grizzle every day. I see no need of it. Whilst we converse with what is above us, we do not grow old, but grow young.

In a world of infinite choice people are struggling to figure out what to do.