People demand freedom only when they have no power.

The men that women marry, And why they marry them, will always be A marvel and a mystery to the world.

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

Life is the gift of God, and is divine.

Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.

The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.

Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its defects. The passions of men have made it malignant, as a bad heart of Procreates turned the bed, the symbol of repose, into an instrument of torture.