How do you know love is gone? If you said that you would be there at seven and you get there by nine, and he or she has not called the police - it's gone.
All men are born truthful, and die liars.
To be thrown upon one's own resources is to be cast into the very lap of fortune, for our faculties then undergo a development and display an energy of which they were previously unsusceptible.
Who knows if the gods above will add tomorrow's span to this day's sum?
Poverty - one thing money can't buy.
It is the spur of ignorance, the consciousness of not understanding, and the curiosity about that which lies beyond that are essential to our progress.
In the game of life nothing is less important than the score at half time.
Frankly, I like the fact that I no longer fit the young beauty type-people take me more seriously now.
Men build bridges and throw ra ilroads across deserts, and yet they contend successfully that the job of sewing on a button is beyond them. Accordingly, they don't have to sew buttons.
I have learned that only two things are necessary to keep one's wife happy. First, let her think she's having her own way. And second, let her have it.
The true object of all human life is play.
The time which we have at our disposal every day is elastic; the passions that we feel expand it, those that we inspire contract it; and habit fills up what remains.
No true and permanent Fame can be founded except in labors which promote the happiness of mankind.
The Saints are the Sinners who keep on trying.
Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head.
There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.
Whatever course you have chosen for yourself, it will not be a chore but an adventure if you bring to it a sense of the glory of striving, if your sights are set far above the merely secure and mediocre.
Words should be weighed and not counted.
Within your heart, keep one still, secret spot where dreams may go.
We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are.