At worst, is not this an unjust world, full of nothing but beasts of prey, four-footed or two-footed?

A man perfects himself by working. Foul jungles are cleared away, fair seed-fields rise instead, and stately cities; and with the man himself first ceases to be a jungle, and foul unwholesome desert thereby. The man is now a man.

Statistics, one may hope, will improve gradually, and become good for something. Meanwhile, it is to be feared the crabbed satirist was partly right, as things go: "A judicious man," says he, "looks at Statistics, not to get knowledge, but to save himself from having ignorance foisted on him."

It is not honest inquiry that makes anarchy; but it is error, insincerity, half belief and untruth that make it.

No country can find eternal peace and comfort where the vote of Judas Iscariot is as good as the vote of the Saviour of mankind.

For every one hundred men who can stand adversity there is only one who can withstand prosperity.

He who has health, has hope; and he who has hope, has everything.