It is to the credit of human nature that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates.

Accuracy is twin brother to honesty, and inaccuracy to dishonesty.

It is my opinion that a man's soul may be buried and perish under a dung-heap, or in a furrow field, just as well as under a pile of money.

Families are always rising and falling in America.

Life, within doors, has few pleasanter prospects than a neatly-arranged and well-provisioned breakfast-table.

Sleeping or waking, we hear not the airy footsteps of the strange things that almost happen.

There is no such thing in man's nature as a settled and full resolve either for good or evil, except at the very moment of execution.