Human nature is the same in all professions.

Injuries come only from the heart.

Every thing in this world, said my father, is big with jest,--and has wit in it, and instruction too,--if we can but find it out.

The history of a soldier's wound beguiles the pain of it.

We lose the right of complaining sometimes, by denying something, but this often triples its force.

Simplicity is the great friend to nature, and if I would be proud of anything in this silly world, it should be of this honest alliance.

So often has my judgment deceived me in my life, that I always suspect it, right or wrong,--at least I am seldom hot upon cold subjects. For all this, I reverence truth as much as any body; andif a man will but take me by the hand, and go quietly and search for itI'll go to the world's end with him:MBut I hate disputes.