We talk of choosing our friends, but friends are self-elected.

Every word we speak is million-faced or convertible to an indefinite number of applications. If it were not so we could read no book. Your remark would only fit your case, not mine.

A party is perpetually corrupted by personality.

People destined to meet will do so, apparently by chance, at precisely the right moment.

Good bye, proud world! I'm going home; Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine

As men's prayers are a disease of the will, so are their creeds a disease of the intellect.

The death of a dear friend, wife, brother, lover, which seemed nothing but privation, somewhat later assumes the aspect of a guide or genius; for it commonly operates revolutions in our way of life, terminates an epoch of infancy or of youth which was waiting to be closed, breaks up a wonted occupation, or a household, or style of living, and allows the formation of new ones more friendly to the growth of character.