We shall never be content until each man makes his own weather and keeps it to himself.

Being poor is a mere trifle. It is being known to be poor that is the sting.

1lb beefstak, with 1pt bitter beer every 6 hours. 1 ten-mile walk every morning. 1 bed at 11 sharp every night. And don't stuff your head with things you don't understand.

I respect the truth too much to drag it out on every occasion.

We must not think of the things we could do with, but only of the things that we can't do without.

Weather in towns is like a skylark in a counting-house-out of place and in the way.

If there is one person I do despise more than another, it is the man who does not think exactly the same on all topics as I do.