“The world has no room for cowards.”

The world is full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.

All human beings are commingled out of good and evil.

Politics is perhaps the only profession for which no preparation is thought necessary.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.

Nothing like a little judicious levity.

The mark of a good action is that it appears inevitable in retrospect.

Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal.

So long as we love, we serve; so long as we are loved by others.

You could read Kant by yourself, if you wanted; but you must share a joke with some one else.

I should say that we are almost indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.

Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.

The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical.

In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.

You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?

The Devil, can sometimes do a very gentlemanly thing.

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.