I do not know but it is too much to read one newspaper a week. I have tried it recently, and for so long it seems to me that I have not dwelt in my native region. The sun, the clouds, the snow, the trees say not so much to me. You cannot serve two masters.

The inhabitants of Canada appeared to be suffering between two fires,--the soldiery and the priesthood.

I have found that no exertion of the legs can bring two minds much nearer to one another.

The virtue of making two blades of grass grow where only one grew before does not begin to be superhuman.