Life without the courage for death is slavery.

All my life I have been seeking to climb out of the pit of my besetting sins and I cannot do it and I never will unless a hand is let down to draw me up.

An age builds up cities: an hour destroys them.

It is not poverty that we praise, it is the man whom poverty cannot humble or bend.

Retirement without the love of letters is a living burial.

Our plans miscarry because they have no aim. When a man does not know what harbor he is making for, no wind is the right wind.

Fortune's not content with knocking a man down; she sends him spinning head over heels, crash upon crash.