It is singular how impatient men are with overpraise of others, how patient of overpraise of themselves; and yet the one does them no injury, while the other may be their ruin.

What men call luck Is the prerogative of valiant souls, The fealty life pays its rightful kings.

A ginooine statesman should be on his guard, if he must hev beliefs, not to b'lieve 'em too hard.

Every person born into this world their work is born with them.

What a man pays for bread and butter is worth its market value, and no more. What he pays for love's sake is gold indeed, which has a lure for angels' eyes, and rings well upon God's touchstone.

In the earliest ages science was poetry, as in the later poetry has become science.

Those who know the truth are not equal to those who love it Confucius All truth is safe and nothing else is safe, but he who keeps back truth, or withholds it from men, from motives of expediency, is either a coward or a criminal.