Water is a pioneer which the settler follows, taking advantage of its improvements.

How often we find ourselves turning our backs on our actual friends, that we might go and meet their ideal cousins.

There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still.

An unclean person is universally a slothful one.

Friends... they cherish one another's hopes. They are kind to one another's dreams.

Reform keeps many scores of newspapers in its service, but not one man.

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.