His Modesty Amounts To Deformity.

The Ingrained Idea That, Because There Is No King And They Despise Titles, The Americans Are A Free People Is Pathetically Untrue. . . . There Is A Perpetual Interference With Personal Liberty Over There That Would Not Be Tolerated In England For A Week.

I Was Born In The Country Of Hogg And Scott Between The Yarrow And The Tweed, In The Year 1864.

You Can Do Something With Talent, But Nothing With Genius.

Rumor Is Untraceable, Incalculable, And Infectious.

From The Happy Expression On Their Faces You Might Have Supposed That They Welcomed The War. I Have Met With Men Who Loved Stamps, And Stones, And Snakes, But I Could Not Imagine Any Man Loving War.