In the unbending of the arm to do the deed there is experience worth all the maxims in the world.

Faint heart never won true friend. O my friend, may it come to pass, once, that when you are my friend I may be yours.

Tom Hyde, the tinker, standing on the gallows, was asked if he had anything to say. "Tell the tailors," said he, "to remember to make a knot in their thread before they take the first stitch." His companion's prayer is forgotten.

We go on dating from Cold Fridays and Great Snows; but a little colder Friday, or greater snow would put a period to man's existence on the globe.

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.

A cold and searching wind drives away all contagion, and nothing can withstand it but what has a virtue in it, and accordingly, whatever we meet with in cold and bleak places, as the tops of mountains, we respect for a sort of sturdy innocence, a Puritan toughness. All things beside seem to be called in for shelter, and what stays out must be part of the original frame of the universe, and of such valor as God himself.

The life without men praise and regard as successful is but one kind. Why should we exaggerate any one kind at the expense of the others?