The past, the future, majesty, love - if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them.

An electric chain seems to vibrate, as it were, between our brain and him or her preserved there [in a Daguerreotype] so well by the limner's cunning. Time, space, both are annihilated, and we identify the semblance with the reality.

A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.

When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand, … Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom, I am silent, I require nothing further, I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of identity beyond the grave, But I walk or sit indifferent, I am satisfied, He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me.

A writer can do nothing for men more necessary, satisfying, than just simply to reveal to them the infinite possibility of their own souls.

Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

The President eats dirt and excrement for his daily meals, likes it and tries to force it on The States.