The advantage of riches remains with him who procured them, not with the heir.

My life is superficial, takes no root in the deep world; I ask, When shall I die, and be relieved of the responsibility of seeinga Universe which I do not use? I wish to exchange this flash-of-lightning faith for continuous daylight, this fever-glow for a benign climate.

For what avail the plough or sail, or land or life, if freedom fail?

Nature encourages no looseness; pardons no errors.

Happy is the house that shelters a friend.

Senators and presidents have climbed so high with pain enough, not because they think the place specially agreeable, but as an apology for real worth, and to vindicate their manhood in our eyes. This conspicuous chair is their compensation to themselves for being of a poor, cold, hard nature.

War disorganizes, but it is to reorganize.