Explore "Following the Equator, Volume 4" by Mark Twain on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
The man with a new idea is a Crank until the idea succeeds. / -- Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
It was Junior England all the way to Christchurch -- in fact, just a garden. And Christchurch is an English town, with an English-park annex, and a winding English brook just like the Avon -- and named the Avon; but from a man, not from Shakespeare's river. Its grassy banks are bordered by the stateliest and most impressive weeping willows to be found in the world, I suppose. They continue the line of a great ancestor; they were grown from sprouts of the willow that sheltered Napoleon's grave in St. Helena. It is a settled old community, with all the serenities, the graces, the conveniences, and the comforts of the ideal home-life. If it had an established Church and social inequality it would be England over again with hardly a lack.