as everybody knows, truthfulness and agreeable manners are often divorced on the ground of incompatibility.

The insolence of time is like a blow in the face from an unseen enemy.

conceit is the devil's horse, and reformers generally ride it when they are in a hurry.

The anger of slow, mild, loving people has a lasting quality that mere bad-tempered folk cannot understand.

As soon as you feel too old to do a thing, do it.

... is there anything more unjust than to build gold and brass and iron on poor, well-meaning clay, -- and then blame the clay when the whole image falls into dust?

I notice that when people have no sense of responsibility, you call them either criminals or geniuses.