Nowhere in this country, from sea to sea, does nature comfort us with such assurance of plenty, such rich and tranquil beauty as in those unsung, unpainted hills of Pennsylvania.

the New Englander landed on a stony, barren tract, and a large share of his strength during two centuries has gone to force a living out of it. Hence he has come to regard economy - a necessary unpleasant quality at best - as the chief of virtues. He has cultivated habits which verge on closeness in dealing with food, and with the expression of feeling, and even - his enemies think - with feeling itself.

It has happened to me to meet many of the men of my day whom the world agreed to call great.

You were only truly patriotic if you had a laborer for a grandfather and were glad of it.

America may have great poets and novelists, but she never will have more than one necromancer.

Crime, to the man of the forties, was an alien monstrous terror.

But remember, I am no politician, and no seer into souls.