The poor man wants many things; the covetous man, all.

Amity itself can only be maintained by reciprocal respect, and true friends are punctilious equals.

If you begin the day with a laugh, you may, nevertheless, end it with a sob and a sigh.

Genius is full of trash.

Mystery is in the morning, and mystery in the night, and the beauty of mystery is everywhere; but still the plain truth remains, that mouth and purse must be filled.

Faith and philosophy are air, but events are brass.

There is sorrow in the world, but goodness too; and goodness that is not greenness, either, no more than sorrow is.