I Have No Sympathy For Those Who,

The Progression Of Emancipation Of Any Class Usually, If Not Always, Takes Place Through The Efforts Of Individuals Of That Class.

The Voice Of A Whole People Goes Up In The Silent Workings Of An Institution.

Laws And Customs May Be Creative Of Vice; And Should Be Therefore Perpetually Under Process Of Observation And Correction: But Laws And Customs Cannot Be Creative Of Virtue: They May Encourage And Help To Preserve It; But They Cannot Originate It.

While Feeling Far Less Injured By Toil Than My Friends Took For Granted I Must Be, I Yet Was Always Aware Of The Strong Probability That My Life Would End As The Lives Of Hard Literary Workers Usually End, - In Paralysis, With Months Or Years Of Imbecility.

It Is Not Quite True That There Are No Good Letters Written In America: Among My Own Circle Of Correspondents There, There Are Ladies And Gentlemen Whose Letters Would Stand A Comparison With Any For Frankness, Grace, And Epistolary Beauty Of Every Kind. But I Am Not Aware Of Any Medium Between This Excellence And The Boarding-school Insignificance Which Characterizes The Rest.