It is tact that is golden, not silence.
Is life worth living? This is a question for an embryo not for a man.
To himself everyone is an immortal. He may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.
Evil is like water, it abounds, is cheap, soon fouls, but runs itself clear of taint.
God cannot alter the past, that is why he is obliged to connive at the existence of historians.
The world will only, in the end, follow those who have despised as well as served it.
I don't mind lying, but I hate inaccuracy.
He has spent his life best who has enjoyed it most. God will take care that we do not enjoy it any more than is good for us.
For Wealth are all things that conduce, to one's destruction or their use. A standard both to buy and sell, all things from heaven down to hell.
It has been said that the love of money is the root of all evil. The want of money is so quite as truly.
The one serious conviction that a man should have is that nothing is to be taken too seriously.
Birth and death are so closely related that one could not destroy either without destroying the other at the same time. It is extinction that makes creation possible.
There are two great rules of life; the one general and the other particular. The first is that everyone can, in the end, get what he wants, if he only tries. That is the general rule. The particular rule is that every individual is, more or less, an exception to the rule.
An empty house is like a stray dog or a body from which life has departed.