Genius is lonely without the surrounding presence of a people to inspire it.

Originality is simply a pair of fresh eyes.

Noble discontent is the path to heaven.

Life is as inexorable as the sea.

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

Lavish thousands of dollars on your baby clothes, and after all the child is prettiest when every garment is laid aside. That becoming nakedness, at least, may adorn the chubby darling of the poorest home.

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