Habit is a man's sole comfort. We dislike doing without even unpleasant things to which we have become accustomed.

The world is so full of simpletons and madmen, that one need not seek them in a madhouse.

Kindness is the golden thread that holds society together.

Tolerance comes of age. I see no fault committed that I myself could not have committed at some time or other.

Words are mere sound and smoke, dimming the heavenly light.

It is related of an Englishman that he hanged himself to avoid the daily task of dressing and undressing.

All truly wise thoughts have been thought already thousands of times; but to make them truly ours, we must think them over again honestly, until they take root in our personal experience.