Be thankful that your lot has fallen on times when, though there may be many evil tongues and exasperated spirits, there are none who have fire and fagot at command.

Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.

By writing much, one learns to write well.

My notions of life are much the same as they are about traveling; there is a good deal of amusement on the road; but, after all, one wants to be at rest.

My name is Death: the last best friend am I.

Never let a man imagine that he can pursue a good end by evil means, without sinning against his own soul. The evil effect on himself is certain.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.