There is virtue yet in the hoe and the spade, for learned as well as for unlearned hands. And labor is everywhere welcome; alwayswe are invited to work.

Happy is the hearing man; unhappy the speaking man.

I--this thought which is called I--is the mould into which the world is poured like melted wax.

A man must know how to estimate a sour face. The sour face of the multitude, like thier sweet faces, have no deep cause, but are put on and off as the wind blows and the newspaper directs.

To fill the hour; that is happiness to fill the hour, and leave no crevice for a repentance or an approval.

For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.

What the tender and poetic youth dreams to-day, and conjures up with inarticulate speech, is to-morrow the vociferated result of public opinion, and the day after is the character of nations.