Our impatience of miles, when we are in a hurry; but it is still best that a mile should have seventeen hundred and sixty yards.

If you want a friend you need to be a friend.

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.

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.

The worthless and offensive members of society, whose existence is a social pest, invariably think themselves the most ill-used people alive, and never get over their astonishment at the ingratitude and selfishness of their contemporaries.

The only true gifts are a portion of yourself.

What a new face courage puts on everything!