The Method Of Nature: Who Could Ever

For What Avail The Plough Or Sail, Or Land Or Life, If Freedom Fail?

Wealth And Poverty Are Seen For What They Are. It Begins To Be Seen That The Poor Are Only They Who Feel Poor, And Poverty Consists In Feeling Poor. The Rich, As We Reckon Them, And Among Them The Very Rich, In A True Scale Would Be Found Very Indigent And Ragged.

There Is No Eloquence Without A Man Behind It.

Great Country, Diminutive Minds. America Is Formless, Has No Terrible And No Beautiful Condensation.

And Of Poetry, The Success Is Not Attained When It Lulls And Satisfies, But When It Astonishes And Fires Us With New Endeavours After The Unattainable.