The grave is, I suspect, the sole commonwealth which attains that dead flat of social equality that life in its every principle so heartily abhors.

Poverty is relative, and, therefor not ignoble.

Poverty has strange bedfellows.

Say what we will, we may be sure that ambition is an error. Its wear and tear on the heart are never recompensed.

When you talk to the half-wise, twaddle; when you talk to the ignorant, brag; when you talk to the sagacious, look very humble and ask their opinion.

We lose the peace of years when we hunt after the rapture of moments.

A friend who stands with you in pressure is more valuable than a hundred ones who stand with you in pleasure.