Only by the candle, held in the skeleton hand of Poverty, can man read his own dark heart.

No reproach is like that we clothe in a smile, and present with a bow.

Youth is in danger until it learns to look upon debts as furies.

The man who has acquired the habit of study, though for only one hour every day in the year, and keeps to the one thing studied till it is mastered, will be startled to see the way he has made at the end of a twelvemonth.

One vice worn out makes us wiser than fifty tutors.

Fate! There is no fate. Between the thought and the success God is the only agent. Fate is not the ruler, but the servant of Providence.

What men want is not talent, it is purpose; in other words, not the power to achieve, but the will to labor.