Success in life, in anything, depends upon the number of persons that one can make himself agreeable to.

If those gentlemen would let me alone I should be much obliged to them. I would say, as Shakespeare would say... Sweet Friend, for Jesus sake forbear.

Rest is a fine medicine. Let your stomachs rest, ye dyspeptics; let your brain rest, you wearied and worried people of business; let your limbs rest, ye children of toil!

Adversity is the diamond dust Heaven polishes its jewels with.

The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever.

The whole past is the procession of the present.

For, strictly considered, what is all Knowledge too but recorded Experience, and a product of History; of which, therefore, Reasoning and Belief, no less than Action and Passion, are essential materials?