Joy is more divine than sorrow, for joy is bread and sorrow is medicine.

Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may swell.

Men are like trees: each one must put forth the leaf that is created in him.

But there have been human hearts, constituted just like ours, for six thousand years. The same stars rise and set upon this globe that rose upon the plains of Shinar or along the Egyptian Nile and the same sorrows rise and set in every age.

That is true culture which helps us to work for the social betterment of all.

He is the happiest man who is engaged in a business which tasks the most faculties of his mind.

I have known many an instance of a man writing a letter and forgetting to sign his name, but this is the only instance I have ever known of a man signing his name and forgetting to write the letter.