Poem · MagazineBuild thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past!Oliver Wendell HolmesThe Chambered Nautilus · 1858★ 5.3
EssayEvery now and then a man's mind is stretched by a new idea or sensation, and never shrinks back to its former dimensions.Oliver Wendell Holmes1831★ 3.6
MagazineThere is no time like the old time, when you and I were young.Oliver Wendell HolmesNo Time like the Old Time · 1865★ 2.0
MagazineI find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving. To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it,—but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.Oliver Wendell HolmesEvery Man His Own Boswell · 1858★ 1.9