He that writes to himself writes to an eternal public. That statement only is fit to be made public, which you have come at in attempting to satisfy your own curiosity.

We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten. We can receive anything from love, forthat is a way of receiving it from ourselves; but not from any one who assumes to bestow. We sometimes hate the meat which we eat, because there seems something of degrading dependence in living it.

The believing we do something when we do nothing is the first illusion of tobacco.

As to methods, there may be a million and then some, but principles are few. The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods.

They have seen but half the universe who never have been shown the house of pain.

Souls are not saved in bundles.

Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy.