I do not know myself, and God forbid that I should.
There is a courtesy of the heart; it is allied to love. From its springs the purest courtesy in the outward behavior.
The mob has nothing to lose, everything to gain.
That which is eternal in Woman lifts us above.
Let everyone sweep in front of his own door, and the whole world will be clean.
All men would be masters of others, and no man is lord of himself.