The great always sell their society to the vanity of the little.
The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed.
The new friends whom we make after attaining a certain age and by whom we would fain replace those whom we have lost, are to our old friends what glass eyes, false teeth and wooden legs are to real eyes, natrual teeth and legs of flesh and bone.
Conviction is the conscience of intellect.
How many fools does it take to make up a public?
Do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door.