Old age is not a matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us.

The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but rather what they miss.

History is a mighty dramos, enacted upon the theatre of times, with suns for lamps and eternity for a background.

The graceful minuet-dance of fancy must give place to the toilsome, thorny pilgrimage of understanding. On the transition from the age of romance to that of science.

The deepest depth of vulgarism is that of setting up money as the ark of the covenant.

My whinstone house my castle is, I have my own four walls.

A dandy is a clothes-wearing man--a man whose trade, office, and existence consist in the wearing of clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, person and purse is heroically consecrated to this one object--the wearing of clothes, wisely and well; so that, as others dress to live, he lives to dress.