The Present Is Burthened Too Much With

Labor Is The Curse Of The World, And Nobody Can Meddle With It Without Becoming Proportionately Brutalized.

Keep The Imagination Sane--that Is One Of The Truest Conditions Of Communion With Heaven.

New England Is Quite As Large A Lump Of Earth As My Heart Can Really Take In.

Be True! Be True! Be True! Show Freely To The World, If Not Your Worst, Yet Some Trait Whereby The Worst May Be Inferred!

Strength Is Incomprehensible By Weakness, And, Therefore, The More Terrible.