It is only the great hearted who can be true friends. The mean and cowardly, Can never know what true friendship means.

It is only the great hearted who can be true friends. The mean and cowardly, Can never know what true friendship means.

I go at what I have to do as if there were nothing else in the world for me to do.

How many serious family quarrels, marriages out of spite, and alterations of wills, might have been prevented by a gentle dose of blue pill!-What awful instances of chronic dyspepsia in the characters of Hamlet and Othello! Banish dyspepsia and spirituous liquors from society, and you have no crime, or at least so little that you would not consider it worth mentioning.

Give me something huge to fight, — and I should enjoy that — but why make me sweep the dust?

[At the end of the story, its main character, Tom] is now a great man of science, and can plan railroads, and steam-engines, and electric telegraphs, and rifled guns, and so forth; and knows everything about everything, except why a hen's egg don't turn into a crocodile, and two or three other little things that no one will know till the coming of the Cocqcigrues.

Pray over every truth; for though the renewed heart is not "desperately wicked," it is quite deceitful enough to become so, if God be forgotten a moment.