There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dullness. When sometimes I am reminded that the mechanics and shopkeepers stay in their shops not only all the forenoon, but all the afternoon too, sitting with crossed legs, so many of them - as if the legs were made to sit upon, and not to stand or walk upon.

At death our friends and relatives either draw nearer to us and are found out, or depart farther from us and are forgotten. Friends are as often brought nearer together as separated by death.

The eye may see for the hand, but not for the mind.

I have no time to be in a hurry.

Truths and roses have thorns about them.

It is what a man thinks of himself that really determines his fate.

It takes two to speak the truth: one to speak, and another to hear.