“Weak eyes are fondest of glittering objects.”

There are remedies for all things but death.

Popular opinion is the greatest lie in the world.

The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak, became a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong.

Doubt, of whatever kind, can be ended by action alone.

I’ve got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.

There are but two ways of paying debt: Increase of industry in raising income, increase of thrift in laying out.

Who is it that loves me and will love me forever with an affection which no chance, no misery, no crime of mine can do away? It is you, my mother.

Silence is more eloquent than words.

The merit of originality is not novelty; it is sincerity.

The first duty of man is to conquer fear; he must get rid of it, he cannot act till then.

Teach a parrot the terms ‘supply and demand’ and you’ve got an economist.

Love is not altogether a Delirium, says he elsewhere; “yet has it many points in common therewith.”

Democracy means despair of finding any heroes to govern you, and contented putting up with the want of them.

A man protesting against error is on the way towards uniting himself with all men that believe in truth.

Do not be embarrassed by your mistakes. Nothing can teach us better than our understanding of them. This is one of the best ways of self-education.

The past is always attractive because it is drained of fear.

Give me Thy light, and fix my eyes on Thee!

Nothing is more beautiful in the eyes of God than a soul that loves to hear His Word.

That business does not prosper which you transact with the eyes of others.

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

Gratitude lifts our eyes off the things we lack so we might see the blessings we possess.

I kiss the skies, set the sun in my eyes and swallow up the streams. I swear to god, I only feel alive in my most ludricious dreams.

For a day, just for one day, talk about that which disturbs no one and bring some peace into those beautiful eyes.

Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies, Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies: The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays, On ev’ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays; Harmonious lays the feather’d race resume, Dart the bright eye, and shake the painted plume.