The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

An aim in life is the only fortune worth the finding; and it is not to be found in foreign lands, but in the heart itself.

The smack of California earth shall linger on the palate of your grandson.

His friends were those of his own blood or those whom he had known the longest; his affections, like ivy, were the growth of time, they implied no aptness in the object.

An aim in life is the only fortune worth finding.

To be feared of a thing and yet to do it, is what makes the prettiest kind of a man.

If a man lives to any considerable age, it can not be denied that he laments his imprudences, but I notice he often laments his youth a deal more bitterly and with a more genuine intonation.