Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises.

It is our less conscious thoughts and our less conscious actions which mainly mould our lives and the lives of those who spring from us.

When a man is in doubt about this or that in his writing, it will often guide him if he asks himself how it will tell a hundred years hence.

Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.

Some men love truth so much that they seem to be in continual fear lest she should catch a cold on overexposure.

Money is the last enemy that shall never be subdued. While there is flesh there is money or the want of money, but money is always on the brain so long as there is a brain in reasonable order.

It has been said that the love of money is the root of all evil. The want of money is so quite as truly.