Cultivate a sense of humour. From a humorous point of view this lunch is rather good.

The odour of Burgundy, and the smell of French sauces, and the sight of clean napkins and long loaves, knocked as a very welcome visitor at the door of our inner man.

I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young men entirely to the want of the soothing weed.

Life will always remain a gamble, with prizes sometimes for the imprudent, and blanks so often to the wise.

Opportunities flit by while we sit regretting the chances we have lost, and the happiness that comes to us we heed not, because of the happiness that is gone.

I can't sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him what to do. It is my energetic nature. I can't help it.

Evil thought is a dangerous pet. It is safer to play with it from behind the iron bars of circumstance.