Nothing made by brute force lasts.

A friend is somebody who loves us with understanding, as well as emotion.

Most of our pocket wisdom is conceived for the use of mediocre people, to discourage them from ambitious attempts, and generally console them in their mediocrity.

-I am not sure whether he's sane. -If there's any doubt about the matter, he is.

The mark of a Scot of all classes [is that] he ... remembers and cherishes the memory of his forebears, good or bad; and there burns alive in him a sense of identity with the dead even to the twentieth generation.

If they only married when they fell in love, most people would die unwed.

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