There are many troubles which you cannot cure by the Bible and the hymn-book, but which you can cure by a good perspiration and a breath of fresh air.
All words are pegs to hang ideas on.
You cannot sift out the poor from the community. The poor are indispensable to the rich.
Experience is the mother of custom.
Think of a man in a chronic state of anger!
Thorough selfishness destroys or paralyzes enjoyment. A heart made selfish by the contest for wealth is like a citadel stormed in war, utterly shattered.