A good deal of philanthropy arises in general from mere vanity and love of distinction gilded over to others and to themselves with some show of benevolent sentiment.

For success, attitude is equally as important as ability.

It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.

To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.

O woman! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!

Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.

Success or failure in business is caused more by the mental attitude even than by mental capacities.

If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.

How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.

Look back, and smile on perils past.

You are brighter than the sun, prettier than a fresh flower, and sweeter than any chocolate. Your songs are always humming in my heart. I wish you a sweet sweetest day.

My mind, brightened by the lights and the cheerful tumult, suddenly grasped the fact that all achievement was a placing of emphasis-- a moulding of the confusion of life into form.

Movies portray men as tough guys.

I'm thrilled, I'm grateful, I'm blessed. I played for the world's greatest professional sports team in history. Once a Dallas Cowboy, always a Dallas Cowboy.

I would employ the wise and strong of the empire, using righteousness to lead them. In this way, nothing is impossible.

Any misfortune that happens to another person is funny. If it happens to someone else and not me, it's very funny.

They were snobs or idiots or both...yet she was inexplicably crushed by their coldness.

Do not think of yourself as the body, but as the joyous consciousness and immortal life behind it.

The mortality of all inanimate things is terrible to me, but that of books most of all.

What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? *Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*