Two-thirds of all preachers, doctors and lawyers are hanging on to the coat tails of progress, shouting, whoa! while a good many of the rest are busy strewing banana peels along the line of march.

Rivalry is the life of trade, and the death of the trader.

Your neighbor is the man who needs you.

Love is not really blind- the bandage is never so tight but that it can peep.

A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.

Reason: The arithmetic of the emotions.

Blessed is the man who has found someone to do his work.