When any man accumulates more than he can earn with his own hands, he begins to enrich himself at the expense of the youth, the sweat, the blood, the joy of his fellow men.

We never know the timber of a man's soul until something cuts into him deeply and brings the grain out strong. You've the making of a mighty fine piece of furniture.

I don't so much mind the falling, but I do seem to select the hardest spots to light on.

Of two evils, I always choose the lesser.

a trouble shared is a trouble half endured.

But Aunt Margaret doesn't like boys," objected Elnora. "Well, she likes me, and I used to be a boy.

Money was their God; work their religion.