The wine-shops breed, in physical atmosphere of malaria and a moral pestilence of envy and vengeance, the men of crime and revolution.
I think it must somewhere be written that the virtues of mothers shall be visited on their children, as well as the sins of their fathers.
Grief never mended no broken bones.
Home is like the ship at sea, Sailing on eternally; Oft the anchor forth we cast, But can never make it fast.
The worst of all listeners is the man who does nothing but listen.
The aim of talk should be like the aim of a flying arrow – to hit the mark; but to this end there must be a mark to hit, that is, there must be a listener.
Of all bad listeners, the worst and most terrible to encounter is the man who is so fond of listening that he wishes to hear, not only your conversation, but that of every other person in the room.
Consider nothing impossible, then treat possibilities as probabilities.
Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else.
My guiding star always is, Get hold of portable property.
The habit of paying compliments kept a man’s tongue oiled without any expense.
Money and goods are certainly the best of references.
The shadows of our own desires stand between us and our better angels, and thus their brightness is eclipsed.
Virtue shows quite as well in rags and patches as she does in purple and fine linen.
There are chords in the human heart- strange, varying strings- which are only struck by accident; which will remain mute and senseless to appeals the most passionate and earnest, and respond at last to the slightest casual touch.
We all draw a little and compose a little, and none of us have any idea of time or money.
We are so very ’umble.
The world belongs to those who set out to conquer it armed with self confidence and good humour.
Nothing of what is nobly done is ever lost.
It’s over, and can’t be helped, and that’s one consolation, as they always say in Turkey, when they cut the wrong man’s head off.