There Are Days When The Great Are

Instead Of Feeling A Poverty When We Encounter A Great Man, Let Us Treat The New Comer Like A Travelling Geologist, Who Passes Through Our Estate, And Shows Us Good Slate, Or Limestone, Or Anthracite, In Our Brush Pasture.

London Is The Epitome Of Our Times, And The Rome Of To-day.

Wherever There Is Failure, There Is Some Giddiness, Some Superstition About Luck, Some Step Omitted, Which, Nature Never Pardons.

We Know That Madness Belongs To Love,--what Power To Paint A Vile Object In Hues Of Heaven.

The True Ship Is The Ship Builder.