Where prejudice exists it always discolors our thoughts.

I will gradually drop this subject of graveyards. I have been trying all I could to get down to the sentimental part of it, but I cannot accomplish it. I think there is no genuinely sentimental part to it. It is all grotesque, ghastly, horrible.

Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel. He is the only one that inflicts pain for the pleasure of doing it.

...many foolish persons, wanderers from other parts, have the vain fashion of graving their names and the obscure places whence they come, upon its stones, which is silly and marketh the doer for a fool.

Give a man a reputation as an early riser and he can sleep 'til noon.

I am able to say that while I am not ruggedly well, I am not ill enough to excite an undertaker.

I was born modest; not all over, but in spots.