Each thought that is welcomed and recorded is a nest egg, by the side of which more will be laid.

It is as hard to see one's self as to look backwards without turning around.

The lichen on the rocks is a rude and simple shield which beginning and imperfect Nature suspended there. Still hangs her wrinkledtrophy.

There are nine hundred and ninety-nine patrons of virtue to one virtuous man.

I had but three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship; three for society. When visitors came in larger and unexpected numbers there was but the third chair for them all, but they generally economized the room by standing up.

The only way to tell the truth is to speak with kindness. Only the words of a loving man can be heard.

The Ethiopian cannot change his skin nor the leopard his spots.