It is not necessity but abundance which produces greed.

I have a vocabulary all my own. I "pass the time" when it is wet and disagreeable. When it is fine I do not wish to pass it; I ruminate it and hold on to it. We should hasten over the bad, and settle upon the good.

An ancient father says that a dog we know is better company than a man whose language we do not understand.

The laws of conscience, though we ascribe them to nature, actually come from custom.

I agree that we should work and prolong the functions of life as far as we can, and hope that Death may find me planting my cabbages, but indifferent to him and still more to the unfinished state of my garden.

This idea is more surely understood by interrogation; WHAT DO I KNOW? which I bear as my motto with the emblem of a pair of scales.

He that I am reading seems always to have the most force.