The record of a generous life runs like a vine around the memory of our dead, and every sweet unselfish act is now a perfumed flower.

There is only one way to be happy, and that is to make somebody else so, and you cannot be happy by going cross lots; you have got to go the regular turnpike road.

I have not the slightest confidence in 'spiritual manifestations.'

Fear paints pictures of ghosts and hangs them in the gallery of ignorance.

To the wise man, to the wise nation, the mistakes of the past are the torches of the present.

The greatest superstition now entertained by public men is that hypocrisy is the royal road to success.

The few have said, Think! The many have said, Believe! The first doubt was the womb and cradle of progress, and from the first doubt, man has continued to advance.