There is that glorious epicurean paradox uttered by my friend the historian,[637:1] in one of his flashing moments: "Give us the luxuries of life, and we will dispense with its necessaries." To this must certainly be added that [[638]]other saying of one of the wittiest of men:[638:1] "Good Americans when they die go to Paris."
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The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table. vi.
Boston State-house is the hub of the solar system. You could n't pry that out of a Boston man if you had the tire of all creation straightened out for a crow-bar.
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table. vi.
The axis of the earth sticks out visibly through the centre of each and every town or city.
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table. vi.
The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table. vi.
Knowledge and timber should n't be much used till they are seasoned.
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table. vi.