As we retain but a faint remembrance of our felicity, it is but fair that the smartest stroke of sorrow should, if bitter, at least be brief.

The choicest pleasures of life lie within the ring of moderation.

I have begun several times many things, and I have often succeeded at last.

You know who the critics are? The men who have failed in literature and art.

The sympathy of sorrow is stronger than the sympathy of prosperity.

Worry - a God, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns the hair gray.

Here's to the man who rode the race, who took the time, who kept the time, and who did the trick.