Everything is destroyed by its own particular vice: the destructive power resides within. Rust destroys iron, moths destroy clothes, the worm eats away the wood; but greatest of all evils is envy, impious habitant of corrupt souls, which ever was, is, and shall be a consuming disease.

How sweet is life, can we but choose with whom to live it: to live for oneself is no life.

Chance is a kind of god, for it preserves many things which we do not observe.

Art is man's refuge from adversity.

The workman still is greater than his work.

Do not fight against Providence; nor bring more heavy weather to the storm. Face what is already there.

The school of hard knocks is an accelerated curriculum.