Modern poverty is not the poverty that was blest in the Sermon on the Mount.
It's not that I'm so clever, it is that others are so stupid.
It is most unwise for people in love to marry.
No man fully capable of his own language ever masters another.
This is the true joy of life-the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one, the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown to the scrap-heap; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish clod of ailments and grievances.
If you say that God is good, great, blessed, wise or any such thing, the starting point is this : God is.