Man And Boy, I Have

You Must Have Plenty Of Sea-room To Tell The Truth In.

We Americans Are The Peculiar, Chosen People - The Israel Of Our Time; We Bear The Ark Of The Liberties Of The World.

There Is A Touch Of Divinity Even In Brutes, And A Special Halo About A Horse, That Should Forever Exempt Him From Indignities.

Old Age Is Always Wakeful; As If, The Longer Linked With Life, The Less Man Has To Do With Aught That Looks Like Death.

...the Silent Reminiscence Of Hardships Departed, Is Sweeter Than The Presence Of Delight.