In the morning, when you are sluggish about getting up, let this thought be present: 'I am rising to a man's work.'

In death, Alexander of Macedon's end differed no whit from his stable-boy's. Either both were received into the same generative principle of the universe, or both alike were dispersed into atoms.

Not to waste time on nonsense. Not to be taken in by conjurors and hoodoo artists with their talk about incantations and exorcism and all the rest of it. Not to be obsessed with quail-fighting or other crazes like that.

Prize that which is best in the universe; and this is that which useth everything and ordereth everything.

People who labor all their lives but have no purpose to direct every thought and impulse toward are wasting their time-even when hard at work.

How many after being celebrated by fame have been given up to oblivion; and how many who have celebrated the fame of others have long been dead.

Let men see, let them know, a real man, who lives as he was meant to live.