It's so hard to know what to do when one wishes earnestly to do right.

All roads end at the grave, which is the gate to nothingness.

I can think of no other edifice constructed by man as altruistic as a lighthouse. They were built only to serve.

Beauty is all very well at first sight; but who ever looks at it when it has been in the house three days?

The chief objection to playing wind instruments is that it prolongs the life of the player.

A newspaper, not having to act on its descriptions and reports, but only to sell them to idly curious people, has nothing but honor to lose by inaccuracy and non-veracity.

Thus, I blush to add, you can not be a philosopher and a good man, though you may be a philosopher and a great one.