A teacher should be sparing of his smile.

Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, the mere materials with which wisdom builds, till smoothed and squared and fitted to its place, does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much; wisdom is humble that he knows no more.

A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.

I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?

The man that hails you Tom or Jack, and proves by thumps upon your back how he esteems your merit, is such a friend, that one had need be very much his friend indeed to pardon or to bear it.

Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.

All we behold is miracle.