Let us guess that whenever we read a sentence & like it, we unconsciously store it away in our model-chamber; & it goes, with the myriad of its fellows, to the building, brick by brick, of the eventual edifice which we call our style.

Never mistake motion for progress.

The symbol of the race ought to be a human being carrying an ax, for every human being has one concealed about him somewhere, and is always seeking the opportunity to grind it.

There is no humor in heaven.

An open mind leaves a chance for someone to drop a worthwhile thought in it.

If you want love and abundance in your life, give it away.

I respect a man who knows how to spell a word more than one way.