History is a bucket of ashes.

The foundations which we would dig about and find are within us, like the kingdom of heaven, rather than without.

We all love best not those who offend us least, but those who make it most easy for us to forgive them.

Prayers are to men as dolls are to children. They are not without use and comfort, but it is not easy to take them very seriously.

There is a photographer in every bush, going about like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour.

I believe that he was really sorry that people would not believe he was sorry that he was not more sorry.

It is death, and not what comes after death, that men are generally afraid of.