Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.

I have seen wicked men and fools, a great many of both; and I believe they both get paid in the end; but the fools first.

All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer.

The full truth of this odd matter is what the world has long been looking for and the public curiosity is sure to welcome.

Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?

Anyone can carry their burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do their work, however hard, for one day.

A generous prayer is never presented in vain; the petition may be refused, but the petitioner is always, I believe, rewarded by some gracious visitation.