Who never ate his bread in sorrow, Who never spent the darksome hours Weeping, and watching for the morrow,- He knows you not, ye heavenly Powers.
Nothing shows a man's character more than what he laughs at.
It is better to be deceived by one's friends than to deceive them.
Solitude is fine when you are at peace with yourself and have something definite to do.
While man's desires and aspirations stir he cannot choose but err.
Whoever would do good in the world, ought not to deal in censure. We ought not to destroy, but rather construct.