In my garden I spend my days; in my library I spend my nights.

God has thickly strewn infinity with grandeur.

There is no ghost so difficult to lay as the ghost of an injury.

If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill him. What superiority he may have inherited from his race, what superiority nature may have personally gifted him with, comes out in death.

It is the sternest philosophy, but on the whole the truest, that, in the wide arena of the world, failure and success are not accidents, as we so frequently suppose, but the strictest justice.

Vanity in its idler moments is benevolent, is as willing to give pleasure as to take it, and accepts as sufficient reward for its services a kind word or an approving smile.

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.