Travelers find virtue in a seeming minority in all other countries, and forget that they have left it in a minority at home.

To be really cosmopolitan a man must be at home even in his own country.

Noble discontent is the path to heaven.

Travelers find virtue in a seeming minority in all other countries, and forget that they have left it in a minority at home.

The coarsest father gains a new impulse to labor from the moment of his baby's birth; he scarcely sees it when awake, and yet it is with him all the time. Every stroke he strikes is for his child. New social aims, new moral motives, come vaguely up to him.

It is no discredit to Walt Whitman that he wrote Leaves of Grass, only that he did not burn it afterwards.

How many lessons of faith and beauty we should lose, if there were no winter in our year!