Shall I faint, now that I have poured out the spirit of my mind to the world, and treated many subjects with truth, with freedom, with power, because I have been followed with one cry of abuse ever since for not being a Government tool?

Common sense, to most people, is nothing more than their own opinions.

I have a much greater ambition to be the best racket player than the best prose writer.

The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases.

Like a rustic at a fair, we are full of amazement and rapture, and have no thought of going home, or that it will soon be night.

The rule for traveling abroad is to take our common sense with us, and leave our prejudices behind.

You know more of a road by having traveled it than by all the conjectures and descriptions in the world.