If, on a full and final review, my life and practice shall be found unworthy of my principles, let due infamy be heaped on my memory; but let none be led thereby to distrust the principles to which I proved recreant, nor yet the ability of some to adorn them by a suitable life and conversation. To unerring time be all this committed.

Stupidity has no friends, and wants none.

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

I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.

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?

I am the inferior of any man whose rights I trample underfoot.

If you have no family or friends to aid you . . . turn your face to the Great West and there build up your home and fortune.