Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day. - Nathaniel Hawthorne

It was one of those moments — which sometimes occur only at the interval of years — when a man's moral aspect is faithfully revealed to his mind's eye. Not improbably, he had never before viewed himself as he did now.

America is now wholly given over to a damned mob of scribbling women

There was nothing so antipodal to his nature as this man's cold, unimaginative sagacity, by contact with which everything was converted into a dream except the densest matter of the physical world.