I do not know of a better cure for sorrow than to pity somebody else.
There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory.
Hunting after happiness is like hunting after a lost sheep in the wilderness--when you find it, the chances are that it is a skeleton.
Most men would rather be charged with malice than with making a blunder.
I don't care how much a man talks, if he only says it in a few words.
Rumor is a vagrant without a home, and lives upon what it can pick up.