“Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest.”

Be good to your work, your word, and your friend.

Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, Faith looks up.

We are always getting ready to live but never living.

Every wall is a door.

Always do what you are afraid to do.

Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting some on yourself.

Guard well your spare moments. They are like uncut diamonds. Discard them and their value will never be known. Improve them and they will become the brightest gems in a useful life.

To be great is to be misunderstood.

Common sense is genius dressed in its working clothes.

Fear always springs from ignorance.

Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.

Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them.

Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood.

Sometimes a scream is better than a thesis.

No matter the age, a woman who is unloved is lost – unloved she might as well die.

Birth is okay and death is okay, if we know that they are only concepts in our mind. Reality transcends both birth and death.

After death there is nothing.

Desire is half of life, indifference is half of death.

If quick, I survive. If not quick, I am lost. This is “death.

I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual.

As long as I have a want, I have a reason for living. Satisfaction is death.

What a stupendous, what an incomprehensible machine is man! Who can endure toil, famine, stripes, imprisonment and death itself in vindication of his own liberty, and the next moment