An enemy can partly ruin a man, but it takes a good-natured injudicious friend to complete the thing and make it perfect.

If science exterminates a disease which has been working for God, it is God that gets the credit and all the pulpits break into grateful advertising-raptures and call attention to how good he is. Yes, he has done it. Perhaps he waited a thousand years before doing it. They forget to say that he is the slowest mover in the universe, that his Eye That Never Sleeps, might as well, since it takes a century to see what any other eye can see in a week.

Every person is a book, each year a chapter.

How far we travel in life matters far less than those we meet along the way.

It's easy to make friends, but hard to get rid of them.

That cat will write her autograph all over your leg if you let her.

But the people cannot have wells, and so they take rain-water. Neither can they conveniently have cellars or graves, the town being built upon "made ground"; so they do without both, and few of the living complain, and none of the others.