All mankind love a lover.
Every thought which genius and piety throw into the world alters the world.
God enters by a private door into every individual.
Not he is great who can alter matter, but he who can alter my state of mind.
If a man knew anything, he would sit in a corner and be modest; but he is such an ignorant peacock, that he goes bustling up and down, and hits on extraordinary discoveries.
Build a better mousetrap and the world will beat a path to your door.
The death of a dear friend, wife, brother, lover, which seemed nothing but privation, somewhat later assumes the aspect of a guide or genius; for it commonly operates revolutions in our way of life, terminates an epoch of infancy or of youth which was waiting to be closed, breaks up a wonted occupation, or a household, or style of living, and allows the formation of new ones more friendly to the growth of character.
He that pursues fame with just claims, trusts his happiness to the winds; but he that endeavors after it by false merit, has to fear, not only the violence of the storm, but the leaks of his vessel.
Avoid popularity it has many snares and no real benefit.
Nothing astonishes people so much as common sense and plain dealing.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.
Among all forms of mistake, prophecy is the most gratuitous.
We are just statistics, born to consume resources.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance.
Fear follows crime and is its punishment.
If you shoot at a king you must kill him.
Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning.
The key to every man is his thought. He can only be reformed by showing him a new idea which commands his own.
Conscientious people are apt to see their duty in that which is the most painful course.
You must learn to drink the cup of life as it comes … without stirring it up from the bottom. That’s where the bitter dregs are!
Tell me who your heroes are and I’ll tell you who you’ll turn out to be.
