Nature has provided for the exigency of privation, by putting the measure of our necessities far below the measure of our wants. Our necessities are to our wants as Falstaff's pennyworth of bread to his any quantity of sack.

It is only an error of judgment to make a mistake, but it argues an infirmity of character to adhere to it when discovered.

Ideas are like matter, infinitely divisible. It is not given to us to get down so to speak to their final atoms, but to their molecular groupings-the way is never ending and the progress infinitely delightful and profitable.

We make way for the man who boldly pushes past us.

It is safer to quote what is written than what is spoken. What a man writes it is fair to presume he believes as a matter of general conviction, but it is not so with what he utters in the freedom of conversation. In that he may only express the feeling of the moment, and not his settled judgment, or matured opinion.

In one important respect a man is fortunate in being poor. His responsibility to God is so much the less

Discretion is the salt, and fancy the sugar of life; the one preserves, the other sweetens it.