Morality and religion are but words to him who fishes in gutters for the means of sustaining life, and crouches behind barrels in the street for shelter from the cutting blasts of a winter night.
Journalism will kill you, but it will keep you alive while you’re at it.
The darkest day in a man’s career is that wherein he fancies there is some easier way of getting a dollar than by squarely earning it.
The Republic needed to be passed through chastening, purifying fires of adversity and suffering: so these came and did their work and the verdure of a new national life springs greenly, luxuriantly, from their ashes.
Apathy is a sort of living oblivion.
Men who have great riches and little culture rush into business, because they are weary of themselves.
Mr. Lincoln is already defeated. He cannot be re-elected.
Duty and to-day are ours; results and futurity belong to God.
Great grief makes sacred those upon whom its hand is laid. Joy may elevate, ambition glorify, but sorrow alone can consecrate.
Ease up, the play is over.
Stupidity has no friends, and wants none.
Talent without tact is only half talent.
You may be witty, but not satirical.
The best style of writing, as well as the most forcible, is the plainest.
Money is more trouble than it is worth.
There is no doctrine of Christianity but what has been anticipated by the Vedas.
I do not regret having braved public opinion, when I knew it was wrong and was sure it would be merciless.
The best use of a journal is to print the largest practical amount of important truth: truth which tends to make mankind wiser, and thus happier.
I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.
If any young man is about to commence the world, we say to him, publicly and privately, Go to the West.