Failure means that you would not, or could not, pay for success. Success is a matter of sale. It can (most often) be bought by a large outlay--of hard forethought--of pains--of steadiness--of the golden wisdom coined from experience. But the figure is too high for most of us. We are too poor, or too slothful, to bring the price.

In life, as in chess, forethought wins.

Self-laudation abounds among the unpolished, but nothing can stamp a man more sharply as ill-bred.

A successful career has been full of blunders.

You have not fulfilled every duty unless you have fulfilled that of being pleasant.

You cannot win without sacrifice.

A large family party is rather too much like a flight of tomtits; everlasting twitter, but no conversation; gregariousness without companionship.