Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.

A beautiful behavior is better than a beautiful form; it gives a higher pleasure than statues or pictures; it is the finest of fine arts.

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

Neither you nor the world knows what you can do until you have tried.

Not always can flowers, pearls, poetry, protestations, nor even home in another heart, content the awful soul that dwells in clay.

We forget ourselves and our destinies in health, and the chief use of temporary sickness is to remind us of these concerns.

Commonsense is the wick of the candle.