The vices and the virtues are written in a language the world cannot construe; it reads them in a vile translation, and the translators are Failure and Success.

There is one form of hope which is never unwise, and which certainly does not diminish with the increase of knowledge. In that form it changes its name, and we call it patience.

Toil to some is happiness, and rest to others. This man can only breathe in crowds, and that man only in solitudes.

To the thinker, the most trifling external object often suggests ideas, which, like Homer's chain, extend, link after link, from earth to heaven.

It is destiny phrase of the weak human heart! 'It is destiny' dark apology for every error! The strong and virtuous admit no destiny

I would rather have five energetic and competent enemies than one fool friend.

Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought.