There is only one difference between a long life and a good dinner: that, in the dinner, the sweets come last.

There is no music like a little river's . . . It takes the mind out-of-doors . . . and . . . it quiets a man down like saying his prayers.

Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.

You can read Kant by yourself, if you wanted to; but you must share a joke with someone else.

A knowledge that another has felt as we have felt, and seen things not much otherwise than we have seen them, will continue to the end to be one of life's choicest blessings.

But that is the object of long living, that man should cease to care about life.

Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.