We may taste of every turn of chance - now rule as Kings, now serve as Slaves; now love, now hate; now prosper, and now perish. But still, through all, we are the same; for this is the marvel of Identity.

Truly time should be measured by events, and not by the lapse of hours.

The acorn of ambition often grows into an oak from which men hang.

As I grow older, I regret to say that a detestable habit of thinking seems to be getting a hold of me.

Time after time have nations, ay, and rich and strong nations, learned in the arts, been, and passed away to be forgotten, so that no memory of them remains. This is but one of several; for Time eats up the works of man.

Truly the universe is full of ghosts, not sheeted churchyard spectres, but the inextinguishable elements of individual life, which having once been, can never die, though they blend and change, and change again for ever.

Truly wealth, which men spend all their lives in acquiring, is a valueless thing at the last.