Life is in short cycles or periods; we are quickly tired, but we have rapid rallies. A man is spent by his work, starved, prostrate; he will not lift his hand to save his life; he can never think more. He sinks into deep sleep and wakes with renewed youth, with hope, courage, fertile in resources, and keen for daring adventure.

Popularity is for dolls.

Only to youth will spring be spring.

They who talk much of destiny, their birth-star, etc., are in a lower dangerous plane, and invite the evils they fear.

We do not count a man's years until he has nothing else to count.

Nature is reckless of the individual. When she has points to carry, she carries them.

It is God in you that responds to God without, or affirms his own words trembling on the lips of another.