The only thing grief has taught me is to know how shallow it is.

There is a blessed necessity by which the interest of men is always driving them to the right; and, again, making all crime mean and ugly.

Poetry must be as new as foam and as old as the rock.

He is great who is what he is from nature, and who never reminds us of others.

In America the geography is sublime, but the men are not; the inventions are excellent, but the inventors one is sometimes ashamed of.

There is one other reason for dressing well, namely that dogs respect it, and will not attack you in good clothes.

It is rare to find a man who believes in his own thoughts or speaks that which he is created to say. As nothing astonishes men so much as common sense and plain dealing, so nothing is more rare in any man than an act of his own...feel yourself, and be not daunted by things...The light by which we see this world comes out from the soul of the observer.