Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you crack a nut.

If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abide, the huge world will come round to him.

I have heard with admiring submission the experience of the lady who declared that the sense of being well dressed gives a feeling of inward tranquility which religion is powerless to bestow.

Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground.

Wise men put their trust in ideas and not in circumstances.

Few people have any next, they live from hand to mouth without a plan, and are always at the end of their line.

Being perfectly well-dressed gives a feeling of tranquillity that religion is powerless to bestow.