It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.

There's good chances and bad chances, and nobody's luck is pulled only by one string.

... we are most of us brought up in the notion that the highest motive for not doing a wrong is something irrespective of the beings who would suffer the wrong.

Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.

The reward of one duty is the power to fulfill another.

Self-confidence is apt to address itself to an imaginary dullness in others; as people who are well off speak in a cajoling tone to the poor.

Appearances have very little to do with happiness.