If there be not a religious element in the relations of men, such relations are miserable and doomed to ruin.

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

Music is well said to be the speech of angels; in fact, nothing among the utterances allowed to man is felt to be so divine. It brings us near to the infinite.

There are female dandies as well as clothes-wearing men; and the former are as objectionable as the latter.

Men seldom, or rather never for a length of time and deliberately, rebel against anything that does not deserve rebelling against.

Our very walking is an incessant falling; a falling and a catching of ourselves before we come actually to the pavement. It is emblematic of all things a man does.

Clean undeniable right, clear undeniable might: either of these once ascertained puts an end to battle. All battle is a confused experiment to ascertain one and both of these.