Time is a strange thing. It is a whimsical tyrant, which in every century has a different face for all that one says and does.

You accuse a woman of wavering affections, but don't blame her; she is just looking for a consistent man.

Yet through delivery orators succeed, I feel that I am far behind indeed.

An absent friend gives us friendly company when we are well assured of his happiness.

In society every man is taken for what he gives himself out to be; but he must give himself out to be something. Better to be slightly disagreeable than altogether insignificant.

As man is, so is his God. And thus is God oft strangely odd.

The credit of advancing science has always been due to individuals and never to the age.