We are on a perilous margin when we begin to look passively at our future selves, and see our own figures led with dull consent into insipid misdoing and shabby achievement.

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

Jews are not fit for Heaven, but on earth they are most useful.

In the man whose childhood has known caresses and kindness, there is always a fiber of memory that can be touched to gentle issues.

Well, well, my boy, if good luck knocks at your door, don't you put your head out at window and tell it to be gone about its business, that's all.

What courage and patience are wanted for every life that aims to produce anything!

The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.