Some people bring joy wherever they go, and some people bring joy whenever they go.

And what is a man without energy? Nothing - nothing at all.

Whose property is my body? Probably mine. I so regard it. If I experiment with it, who must be answerable? I, not the State. If I choose injudiciously, does the state die? Oh, no.

I felt it was my duty to praise all of God's works with fervent enthusiasm. At the same time I killed flies in my house in a spirit of hatred, exasperation and contempt. My praise to God for all his works was dishonest, the act of killing the fly was honest.

Do you reckon Tom Sawyer was satisfied after all them adventures?

...nothing so liberalizes a man and expands the kindly instincts that nature put in him as travel and contact with many kinds of people.

Armor is heavy, yet it is a proud burden, and a man standeth straight in it.