He that has a secret should not only hide it, but hide that he has it to hide.

Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulness, altogether past calculation its powers of endurance.

A man lives by believing something: not by debating and arguing about many things.

That there should one man die ignorant who had capacity for knowledge, this I call a tragedy.

Cash-payment is not the sole nexus of man with man.

Does it ever give thee pause that men used to have a soul? Not by hearsay alone, or as a figure of speech, but as a thruth that they knew and acted upon. Verily it was another world then, but yet it is a pity we have lost the tidings of our souls. We shall have to go in search of them again or worse in all ways shall befall us.

The great soul of this world is just.