Politics is the gizzard of society, full of gut and gravel.

A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind.

I quietly declare war with the State, after my fashion, though I will still make use and get advantage of her as I can, as is usual in such cases.

I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born.

Cultivate the habit of early rising. It is unwise to keep the head long on a level with the feet.

The soul grows by subtraction, not addition.

Of what use were it, pray, to get a little wood to burn, to warm your body this cold weather, if there were not a divine fire kindled at the same time to warm your spirit?