To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.

History is only time furnished with dates and rich with events.

Extremes produce reaction. Beware that our boasted civilization does not lapse into barbarism.

There are men who gain from their wealth only the fear of losing it.

Rumor, once started, rushes on like a river, until it mingles with, and is lost in the sea.

Of every ten persons who talk about you, nine will say something bad, and the tenth will say something good in a bad way.

There is nothing so unready as readiness of wit.