Better a broken promise than none at all.

History may not repeat, but it often rhymes.

When we think of friends, and call their faces out of the shadows, and their voices out of the echoes that faint along the corridors of memory, and do it without knowing why save that we love to do it, we content ourselves that that friendship is a Reality, and not a Fancy--that it is builded upon a rock, and not upon the sands that dissolve away with the ebbing tides and carry their monuments with them.

The physician who knows only medicine, knows not even medicine.

Never put off till tomorrow what you can do day after tomorrow just as well.

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

His head was an hour-glass; it could stow an idea, but it had to do it a grain at a time, not the whole idea at once.