Dishonesty is so grasping it would deceive God himself, were it possible.
In nine times out of ten, the slanderous tongue belongs to a disappointed person.
By common consent, gray hairs are a crown of glory: the only object of respect that can never excite envy.
The measure of progress of civilization is the progress of the people.
The charities of life are scattered everywhere, enameling the vales of human beings as the flowers paint the meadows. They are not the fruit of study, nor the privilege of refinement, but a natural instinct.
The public is wiser than the wisest critic.