To be young is surely the best, if the most precarious, gift of life.

The one thing finished in this hasty world.

It is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native metal of man is tested.

This imputation of inconsistency is one to which every sound politician and every honest thinker must sooner or later subject himself. The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinion.

A friendship counting nearly forty years is the finest kind of shade-tree I know.

Christ was the first true democrat that ever breathed, as the old dramatist Dekkar said he was the first true gentleman.

The path of nature is, indeed, a narrow one, and it is only the immortals that seek it, and, when they find it, do not find themselves cramped therein.