When We See A Soul Whose Acts

Cities Give Not The Human Senses Room Enough. We Go Out Daily And Nightly To Feed The Eyes On The Horizon, And Require So Much Scope, Just As We Need Water For Our Bath.

We Prize Books, And They Prize Them Most Who Are Themselves Wise.

I Suppose You Could Never Explain To The Most Ingenous Molusk That Such A Creature As A Whale Existed.

Be An Opener Of Doors

O Friend, Never Strike Sail To A Fear! Come Into Port Greatly, Or Sail With God The Seas.