I do not know of a better cure for sorrow than to pity somebody else.
Ill-nature is a sort of running sore of the disposition.
There is nothing so easy to learn as experience and nothing so hard to apply.
Suicide is cheating the doctor out of job.
As the flint contains the spark, unknown to itself, which the steel alone can awaken to life, so adversity often reveals to us hidden gems, which prosperity or negligence would forever have hidden.
I called my cat William because no shorter name fits the dignity of his character. Poor old man, he has fits now, so I call him Fitz-William.