“What refuge is there for the victim who is oppressed with the feeling that there are a thousand new books he ought to read, while life is only long enough for him to attempt to read a hundred?”
“The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup of tea cannot be expected to reproduce.”
“For nothing burns with such amazing speed, As the dry sticks of a religious creed.”
“The mind of a bigot to the pupil of the eye; the more light you pour on it, the more it contracts.”
“Memory is a net: one that finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking.”
“A goose flies by a chart which the Royal Geographical Society could not mend.”
“Love is the master-key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.”
“There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.”
“Sweet is the scene where genial friendship plays the pleasing game of interchanging praise.”
“Civilization is the process of reducing the infinite to the finite.”
“Don't be 'consistent,' but be simply true.”
“[Science is] piecemeal revelation.”
“The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.”
“Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.”
“Without wearing any mask we are conscious of, we have a special face for each friend.”
“The sea drowns out humanity and time. It has no sympathy with either, for it belongs to eternity; and of that it sings its monotonous song forever and ever.”
“America is the only place where man is full-grown!”
“Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades!Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids!O, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,--Depart,--be off,--excede,--evade,--erump!”
“Many ideas grow better when transplanted into another mind than in the one where they sprang up.”
“Every real thought on every real subject knocks the wind out of somebody or other.”
“Fame usually comes to those who are thinking about something else - very rarely to those who say to themselves, 'Go to, now, let us be a celebrated individual!'.”
“The Indian is but a sketch in red crayon of a rudimental manhood. To the problem of his relation to the white race, there is one solution: extermination.”
“Apology is only egotism wrong side out.”
“I like children; I like 'em, and I respect 'em. Pretty much all the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by them.”
“I think that, as life is action and passion, it is required of a man that he should share the passion and action of his time at peril of being judged not to have lived.”