It's a fair wind that blew men to ale.

There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations.

There was one species of despotism under which he had long groaned, and that was petticoat government.

A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.

For what is history, but... huge libel on human nature, to which we industriously add page after page, volume after volume, as if we were holding up a monument to the honor, rather than the infamy of our species.

after a man passes 60 , his mischief is mainly in his head

The almighty dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land, seems to have no genuine devotees in these peculiar villages.