The gold-digger is the enemy of the honest laborer, whatever checks and compensations there may be. It is not enough to tell me that you worked hard to get your gold. So does the Devil work hard. The way of transgressors may be hard in many respects.

If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

He who cannot read is worse than deaf and blind, is yet but half alive, is still-born.

When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable.

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

What is the value of any political freedom, but as a means to moral freedom?

While England endeavors to cure the potato-rot, will not any endeavor to cure the brain-rot, which prevails so much more widely and fatally?