Life works upon a compensating balance, and the happiness we gain in one direction we lose in another.

In the church is a memorial to Mrs. Sarah Hill, who bequeathed 1 pound annually, to be divided at Easter, between two boys and two girls who "have never been undutiful to their parents; who have never been known to swear or to tell untruths, to steal, or to break windows." Fancy giving up all that for five shillings a year! It is not worth it!

Five thousand people in one society might do something, but five thousand societies of one member each would be a holy trouble.

We drink [to] one another's health and spoil our own.

A cat's got her own opinion of human beings. She don't say much, but you can tell enough to make you anxious not to hear the whole of it.

Better to work and fail than to sleep one's life away.

A glass of wine often makes me a better man than hearing a sermon.