America Is A Country Of Young Men.

Look Sharply After Your Own Thoughts. They Come Unlooked For, Like A New Bird Seen On Your Trees, And, If You Turn To Your Usual Task, Disappear; And You Shall Never Find That Perception Again; Never, I Say-but Perhaps Years, Ages, And I Know Not What Events And Worlds My Lie Between You And Its Return.

Everything Is Made Of One Hidden Stuff.

Let None Presume To Measure The Irregularities Of Michael Angelo Or Socrates By Village Scales.

Some People Will Tell You There Is A Great Deal Of Poetry And Fine Sentiment In A Chest Of Tea.

A Man Must Keep An Eye On His Servants, If He Would Not Have Them Rule Him.