All human beings, as we meet them, are commingled out of good and evil.
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;She shines on thieves on the garden wall,On streets and fields and harbour quays,And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The most beautiful adventures are not those we go to seek.
Make the most of the best and the least of the worst.
The VagabondGive to me the life I love,Let the lave go by me,Give the jolly heaven aboveAnd the byway nigh me.Bed in the bush with stars to see,Bread I dip in the river -There's the life for a man lik...
The truth that is suppressed by friends is the readiest weapon of the enemy.
I am in the habit of looking not so much to the nature of a gift as to the spirit in which it is offered.
Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.
Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.
Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.
We got together in a few days a company of the toughest old salts imaginable--not pretty to look at, but fellows, by their faces, of the most indomitable spirit.
To look back upon the past year, and see how little we have striven and to what small purpose: and how often we have been cowardly and hung back, or temerarious and rushed unwisely in; and how every d...
The secret to a happiness is a small ego. And a big wallet. Good wine helps, too. But that's not really a secret, is it?
Strange as my circumstances were, the terms of this debateare as old and commonplace as man; much the same inducements andalarms cast the die for any tempted and trembling sinner; and itfell out with...
It was on the moral side, and in my own person, that I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, e...
It is the mark of a modest man to accept his friendly circle ready-made from the hands of opportunity;
I slept after the prostration of the day, with a stringent and profound slumber which not even the nightmares that wrung me could avail to break.
I feel very strongly about putting questions; it partakes too much of the style of the day of judgement. You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and...
An intelligent person, looking out of his eyes and hearkening in his ears, with a smile on his face all the time, will get more true education than many another in a life of heroic vigils.
A generous prayer is never presented in vain the petition may be refused but the petitioner is always I believe rewarded by some gracious visitation.