That I can read and be happy while I am reading, is a great blessing.

I hold that gentleman to be the best-dressed whose dress no one observes.

There is no human bliss equal to twelve hours of work with only six hours in which to do it.

As to that leisure evening of life, I must say that I do not want it. I can conceive of no contentment of which toil is not to be the immediate parent.

Of all the needs a book has the chief need is that it be readable.

I run great risk of failing. It may be that I shall encounter ruin where I look for reputation and a career of honor. The chances are perhaps more in favour of ruin than of success. But, whatever may be the chances, I shall go on as long as any means of carrying on the fight are at my disposal.

Fortune favors the brave; and the world certainly gives the most credit to those who are able to give an unlimited credit to themselves.