You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others.

The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.

You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

Fear is the strong passion; it is with fear that you must trifle, if you wish to taste the intensest joys of living.

Alan," cried I, "what makes ye so good to me? What makes ye care for such a thankless fellow?" Deed, and I don't, know" said Alan. "For just precisely what I thought I liked about ye, was that ye never quarrelled:—and now I like ye better!

Money alone is only a mean; it presupposes a man to use it. The rich man can go where he pleases, but perhaps please himself nowhere. He can buy a library or visit the whole world, but perhaps has neither patience to read nor intelligence to see.... The purse may be full and the heart empty. He may have gained the world and lost himself; and with all his wealth around him ... he may live as blank a life as any tattered ditcher.