If there be no enemy there's no fight. If no fight, no victory and if no victory there is no crown.

To each is given a certain inward talent, a certain outward environment or fortune; to each by wisest combination of these two, a certain maximum capacity.

There is always hope in a man that actually and earnestly works: in Idleness alone is there perpetual despair.

What are your Axioms, and Categories, and Systems, and Aphorisms? Words, words.... Be not the slave of Words.

A man willing to work, and unable to find work, is perhaps the saddest sight that fortune's inequality exhibits under this sun.

In the huge mass of evil as it rolls and swells, there is ever some good working toward deliverance and triumph.

I had a lifelong quarrel with God, but in the end we made up.