“Life is soul’s nursery- its training place for the destinies of eternity.”

Hint at the existence of wickedness in a light, easy, and agreeable manner, so that nobody’s fine feelings may be offended.

No particular motive for living, except the custom and habit of it.

Follow your honest convictions and be strong.

Pray God, keep us simple.

A lady who sets her heart upon a lad in uniform must prepare to change lovers pretty quickly, or her life will be but a sad one.

If there is no love more in yonder heart, it is but a corpse unburied.

Love makes fools of us all, big and little.

Learn to admire rightly; the great pleasure of life is that. Note what the great men admired; they admired great things; narrow spirits admire basely, and worship meanly.

Vanity Fair is a very vain, wicked, foolish place, full of all sorts of humbugs and falsenesses and pretensions.

To be thought rich is as good as to be rich.

One of the greatest of a great man’s qualities is success; ‘t is the result of all the others; ‘t is a latent power in him which compels the favor of the gods, and subjugates fortune.

It is an awful thing to get a glimpse, as one sometimes does, when the time is past, of some little, little wheel which works the whole mighty machinery of fate, and see how our destinies turn on a minute’s delay or advance.

I set it down as a maxim, that it is good for a man to live where he can meet his betters, intellectual and social.

To be beautiful is enough! if a woman can do that well who should demand more from her? You don’t want a rose to sing.

Women are jealous of cigars, they regard them as a strong rival.

Then sing as Martin Luther sang, As Doctor Martin Luther sang, “Who loves not wine, woman and song, He is a fool his whole life long.”

If you’re really a mean person you’re going to come back as a fly and eat poop.

Watch, listen, and learn. You can’t know it all yourself. Anyone who thinks they do is destined for mediocrity.

You have to trust in something–your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever.

Live each day, as if it we’re your last. It’s written in the stars, your destiny is cast.

During a wise man’s whole life, his destiny holds his philosophy in a state of siege.

Everyone has their own destiny. Not everyone makes the choice to follow it. And I’m lucky I did.

No man or woman born, coward or brave, can shun his destiny.

I have no doubt that it is part of the destiny of the human race in it’s gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals.