I haven't a creature to talk to...How in Boston, when the evening…

In the long run an opinion often borrows credit from the forbearance of its patrons.

The face of nature and civilization in this our country is to a certain point a very sufficient literary field. But it will yield its secrets only to a really grasping imagination... To write well and worthily of American things one need …

There are few things more exciting to me, in short, than a psychological reason.

[of Henry Fielding's Tom Jones] [it is] like a vast episode in a sermon preached by a grandly humorous divine; and however we may be entertained by the way, we must not forget that our ultimate duty is to be instructed.

Everything about Florence seems to be coloured with a mild violet, like diluted wine.

It's a complex fate, being an American, and one of the responsibilities it entails is fighting against a superstitious valuation of Europe.