Offended vanity is the great separator in social life.

Wise sayings often fall on barren ground, but a kind word is never thrown away.

Is boredom anything less than the sense of one's faculties slowly dying?

No doubt hard work is a great police agent. If everybody were worked from morning till night, and then carefully locked up, the register of crime might be greatly diminished. But what would become of human nature? Where would be the room for growth in such a system of things? It is through sorrow and mirth, plenty and need, a variety of passions, circumstances, and temptations, even through sin and misery, that men's natures are developed.

Most terrors are but spectral illusions. Only have the courage of the man who could walk up to his spectre seated in the chair before him, and sit down upon it; the horrid thing will not partake the chair with you.

The thing which makes one man greater than another, the quality by which we ought to measure greatness, is a man's capacity for loving.

The sense of danger is never, perhaps, so fully apprehended as when the danger has been overcome.