Not the sun or summer alone, but every hour and season yields its tribute of delight.

We seek our friend not sacredly, but with an adulterate passion which would appropriate him to ourselves.

Find the journey's end in every step.

Live well, learn plenty, laugh often, love much.

The language of the street is always strong.

We must trust infinitely to the beneficent necessity which shines through all laws. Human nature expresses itself in them as characteristically as in statues, or songs, or railroads, and an abstract of the codes of nations would be an abstract of the common conscience.

Yet America is a poem in our eyes; its ample geography dazzles the imagination, and it will not wait long for metres.