There is not a heart but has its moments of longing, yearning for something better; nobler; holier than it knows now.

Blessed are they who know how to shine on one's gloom with their cheer.

Success is full of promise till one gets it, and then it seems like a nest from which the bird has flown.

Do not be troubled because you have not great virtues. God made a million spears of grass where He made one tree. The earth is fringed and carpeted, not with forests, but with grasses. Only have enough of little virtues and common fidelities, and you need not mourn because you are neither a hero or a saint.

It's not work that kills [people], it is worry.

The truest self-respect is not to think of self.

Every man carries a menagerie in himself; and, by stirring him up all around, you will find every sort of animal represented there.