Whoever is unwilling to help himself can be helped by no one.

You can drive the devil out of your garden but you will find him again in the garden of your son.

Is it then saying too much if I say, that man by thinking only becomes truly man? Take away thought from man's life, and what remains?

There is no happiness for him who oppresses and persecutes; no, there can be no repose for him. For the sighs of the unfortunate cry for vengeance to heaven.

So when a great man dies For years beyond our ken The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men.

Charity is the drowning of justice in the craphole of mercy.

I learned that no man in God's wide earth is either willing or able to help any other man.