History is a bucket of ashes.

The public do not know enough to be experts, but know enough to decide between them.

Adversity, if a man is set down to it by degrees, is more supportable with equanimity by most people than any great prosperity arrived at in a single lifetime.

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

In practice it is seldom very hard to do one's duty when one knows what it is, but it is sometimes extremely difficult to find this out.

Science is being daily more and more personified and anthromorphized into a god. By and by they will say that science took our nature upon him, and sent down his only begotten son, Charles Darwin, or Huxley, into the world so that those who believe in him, &c.; and they will burn people for saying that science, after all, is only an expression for our ignorance of our own ignorance.

To die completely, a person must not only forget but be forgotten, and he who is not forgotten is not dead.