You cannot sift out the poor from the community. The poor are indispensable to the rich.

When our cup runs over, we let others drink the drops that fall, but not a drop from within the rim, and call it charity; when the crumbs are swept from our table, we think it generous to let the dogs eat them; as if that were charity which permits others to have what we cannot keep.

Ignorance is the womb of monsters.

All the wide world is but the husbandry of God for the development of the one fruit-man.

We let our blessings get mouldy, and then call them curses.

Anger is a bow that will shoot sometimes where another feeling will not.

If you attempt to beat a man down and to get his goods for less than a fair price, you are attempting to commit burglary, as much as though you broke into his shop to take the things without paying for them.