The world is always childish, and with each new gewgaw of a revolution or new constitution that it finds, thinks it shall never cry any more.

There comes a period of the imagination to each--a later youth--the power of beauty, the power of looks, of poetry.

In failing circumstances no one can be relied on to keep their integrity.

The service a man renders his friend is trivial and selfish, compared with the service he knows his friend stood in readiness to yield him, alike before he had begun to serve his friend, and now also. Compared with that good-will I bear my friend, the benefit it is in my power to render him seems small.

But the man and woman of seventy assume to know all, they have outlived their hope, they renounce aspiration, accept the actual for the necessary and talk down to the young. Let them then become organs of the Holy Ghost; let them be lovers; let them behold truth; and their eyes are uplifted, their wrinkles smoothed, they are perfumed again with hope and power.

Shallow men believe in luck.

If you want a friend you need to be a friend.