Pride is handsome, economical; pride eradicates so many vices, letting none subsist but itself, that it seems as if it were a great gain to exchange vanity for pride.

He who loves goodness harbors angels, reveres reverence, and lives with God.

Nobody is glad in the gladness of another, and our system is one of war, of an injurious superiority. Every child of the Saxon race is educated to wish to be first. It is our system; and a man comes to measure his greatness by the regrets, envies, and hatreds of his competitors.

Luck is just another word for tenacity of purpose.

Persecution readily knits friendship between its victims.

The machine unmakes the man. Now that the machine is so perfect, the engineer is nobody.

This valley is the only place that comes up to the brag about it, and exceeds it.