If you can eat sawdust without butter, you can be a success in the law.

The advice of the elders to young men is very apt to be as unreal as a list of the hundred best books.

My right to swing my fist ends where your nose begins.

The riders in a race do not stop when they reach the goal. There is a little finishing canter before coming to a standstill. There is time to hear the kind voices of friends and say to oneself, The work is done.

Pretty much all law consists in forbidding men to do something that they want to do.

To be forgotten is to sleep in peace with the undisturbed myriads, no longer subject to the chills and heats, the blasts, the sleet, the dust, which assail in endless succession that shadow of a man which we call his reputation.

But I have long thought that if you knew a column of advertisements by heart, you could achieve unexpected felicities with them. You can get a happy quotation anywhere if you have the eye.