The nearest approximation to an understanding of life is to feel it--to realize it to the full--to be a profound and inscrutable mystery.

Honesty is not only "the first step toward greatness," - it is greatness itself.

Men, like musical instruments, seem made to be played upon.

Sensitiveness is closely allied to egotism; and excessive sensibility is only another name for morbid self-consciousness. The cure for tender sensibilities is to make more of our objects and less of our selves.

Kindred weaknesses induce friendships as often as kindred virtues.

Truth, like the sun, submits to be obscured; but, like the sun, only for a time.

Character is very much a matter of health.