No crust so tough as the grudged bread of dependence.

Why don't men ... leave off those detestable stiff collars, stocks, and things, that make them all look like choked chickens, and which hide so many handsomely-turned throats, that a body never sees, unless a body is married, or unless a body happens to see a body's brothers while they are shaving.

Pity that gold should always bring with it the canker - covetousness.

No crust so tough as the grudged bread of dependence.

One person is as good as another in New England, and better, too.

Blessed be sleep! We are all young then; we are all happy. Then our dead are living.

Advice is like a doctor's pills; how easily he gives them! how reluctantly he takes them when his turn comes!