Genius, All Over The World, Stands Hand

There Never Was A Great Man Yet Who Spent All His Life Inland.

At Length I Fell Asleep, With The Volume In My Hand; And Never Slept So Sound Before

Is There Some Principal Of Nature Which States That We Never Know The Quality Of What We Have Until It Is Gone?

There Is The Grand Truth About Nathaniel Hawthorne. He Says No! In Thunder; But The Devil Himself Cannot Make Him Say Yes. For All Men Who Say Yes, Lie; And All Men Who Say No,why, They Are In The Happy Condition Of Judicious, Unincumbered Travellers In Europe; They Cross The Frontiers Into Eternity With Nothing But A Carpet-bag,that Is To Say, The Ego. Whereas Those Yes-gentry, They Travel With Heaps Of Baggage, And, Damn Them! They Will Never Get Through The Custom House.

Give Me A Condor's Quill! Give Me Vesuvius Crater For An Inkstand!