America is the only place where man is full-grown!

To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor.

Don't be 'consistent,' but be simply true.

I firmly believe that if the whole material medica, as now used, could be sunk to the bottom of the sea, it would be better for mankind-and all the worse for the fishes.

You may have genius. The contrary is, of course, probable.

Love is the master-key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.

Don't you stay at home of evenings? Don't you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet?