A man's whole life is taxed for the least thing well done. It is its net result.

Nature is as well adapted to our weakness as to our strength.

The cart before the horse is neither beautiful nor useful.

Nothing can rightly compel a simple and brave man to a vulgar sadness.

We make needless ado about capital punishment,--taking lives, when there is no life to take.

In my cheapest moments I am apt to think that it is n't my business to be "seeking the spirit," but as much its business to be seeking me.

Continued traveling is far from productive. It begins with wearing away the soles of the shoes, and making the feet sore, and erelong it will wear a man clean up, after making his heart sore into the bargain. I have observed that the afterlife of those who have traveled much is very pathetic.