Sinful and forbidden pleasures are like poisoned bread; they may satisfy appetite for the moment, but there is death in them at the end.

Appreciation, whether of nature, or books, or art, or men, depends very much on temperament. What is beauty or genius or greatness to one, is far from being so to another.

He that never changes his opinions, never corrects his mistakes, will never be wiser on the morrow than he is today.

Anxiety is the poison of human life; the parent of many sins and of more miseries.

Thoughts lead on to purpose, purpose leads on to actions, actions form habits, habits decide character, and character fixes our destiny.

Ridicule may be the evidence of with or bitterness and may gratify a little mind, or an ungenerous temper, but it is no test of reason or truth.

We should be as careful of the books we read, as of the company we keep. The dead very often have more power than the living.