Death, which hateth and destroyeth a man, is believed; God, which hath made him and loves him, is always deferred.

In a letter to a friend the thought is often unimportant, and the feeling, if it be only a desire to entertain him, every thing.

No one is wise or safe, but they that are honest.

Bad language or abuse, I never, never use, Whatever the emergency; Though 'Bother it' I may Occasionally say, I never use a big, big D : What, never? : No, never! : What never? : Well, hardly ever! : Hardly ever swears a big, big D Then give three cheers, and one cheer more, For the well-bred Captain of the Pinafore!

There is no error which hath not some appearance of probability resembling truth, which, when men who study to be singular find out, straining reason, they then publish to the world matter of contention and jangling.

To live thy better, let thy worst thoughts die.

But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.