Riches are for spending.
There is nothing makes a man suspect much, more than to know little, and therefore men should remedy suspicion by procuring to know more, and not keep their suspicions in smother.
Choose the life that is most useful, and habit will make it the most agreeable.
It is a strange desire, to seek power and lose liberty, or to seek power over others and to lose power over a man’s self. The rising unto place is laborious, and by pains men come to greater pains, and it is sometimes base; and by indignities men come to dignities. The standing is slippery, and the regress is either a downfall or at least an eclipse, which is a melancholy thing.
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him for what he is.
The best armor is to keep out of gunshot.
It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant, perhaps, the one is as painful as the other.
The foundations of a person are not in matter but in spirit.
It was his peculiar happiness that he scarcely ever found a stranger whom he did not leave a friend; but it must likewise be added, that he had not often a friend long without obliging him to become a stranger.
Conscience is thoroughly well-bred and soon leaves off talking to those who do not wish to hear it.
Poetry must be as new as foam and as old as the rock.
The secret of all good writing is sound judgment.
It’s not burn baby burn, but learn, baby, learn, so that you can earn, baby, earn.
We should distrust any enterprise that requires new clothes.
You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
If we lose love and self respect for each other, this is how we finally die.
Very often, say what you will, a knave is only a fool.
God’s first creature, which was light.
Natural abilities are like natural plants; they need pruning by study.
It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.
You can never really live anyone else’s life, not even your child’s. The influence you exert is through your own life, and what you’ve become yourself.
Russia is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.
