Life is one long process of getting tired.

If people would dare to speak to one another unreservedly, there would be a good deal less sorrow in the world a hundred years hence.

What is faith but a kind of betting or speculation after all? It should be, I bet that my Redeemer liveth.

We are not won by arguments that we can analyse but by tone and temper, by the manner which is the man himself.

Life is a quarry, out of which we are to mold and chisel and complete a character.

The advantage of doing one's praising for oneself is that one can lay it on so thick and exactly in the right places.

Lying has a kind of respect and reverence with it. We pay a person the compliment of acknowledging his superiority whenever we lie to him.