To death we owe our life; the passing of one generation opens a way for another.

Courage enlarges, cowardice diminishes resources. In desperate straits the fears of the timid aggravate the dangers that imperil the brave.

Contentment is not happiness. An oyster may be contented. Happiness is compounded of richer elements.

The worth of a book is a matter of expressed juices.

Many an honest man practices upon himself an amount of deceit sufficient, if practised upon another, and in a little different way, to send him to the state prison.

God, we are told, looked upon the world after he had created it and pronounced it good; but ascetic pietists, in their wisdom, cast their eyes over it, and substantially pronounce it a dead failure, a miserable production, a poor concern.

Courage enlarges, cowardice diminishes resources.