It is good food and not fine words that keeps me alive.
How easily a fathers tenderness is recalled, and how quickly a son's offenses vanish at the slightest word of repentance!
All which is not prose is verse; and all which is not verse is prose.
Isn't the greatest rule of all the rules simply to please?
I want to be distinguished from the rest; to tell the truth, a friend to all mankind is not a friend for me.
If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.