Books worth reading are worth re-reading.

Forgive everybody but yourself.

Book-love, I say again, lasts throughout life, it never flags or fails, but, like Beauty itself, is a joy forever.

Only one-fourth of the sorrow in each man's life is caused by outside uncontrollable elements, the rest is self-imposed by failing to analyze and act with calmness.

The poor are the only consistent altruists; they sell all they have and give it to the rich.

People who want to be amused have lost the art of living.

The time to read is any time: no apparatus, no appointment of time and place, is necessary.