I do not regret having braved public opinion, when I knew it was wrong and was sure it would be merciless.

The darkest hour in any man's life is when he sits down to plan how to get money without earning it.

Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.

Answering a letter from a church asking what else they should try after having failed to raise enough money on bake sales, bazaars, suppers, etc. Why not try religion?

The darkest day in a man's career is that wherein he fancies there is some easier way of getting a dollar than by squarely earning it.

Stupidity has no friends, and wants none.

The Republic needed to be passed through chastening, purifying fires of adversity and suffering: so these came and did their work and the verdure of a new national life springs greenly, luxuriantly, from their ashes.