The man who is always worrying about whether or not his soul would be damned generally has a soul that isn't worth a damn.
I firmly believe that if the whole material medica, as now used, could be sunk to the bottom of the sea, it would be better for mankind-and all the worse for the fishes.
I would never use a long word, even, where a short one would answer the purpose.
Nothing is so common-place as to wish to be remarkable.
Sweet is the scene where genial friendship plays the pleasing game of interchanging praise.
Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked. Good mental machinery ought to break its own wheels and levers, if anything is thrust among them suddenly which tends to stop them or reverse their motion. A weak mind does not accumulate force enough to hurt itself; stupidity often saves a man from going mad.
The truth is that the whole system of beliefs which comes in with the story of the fall of man ... is gently falling out of enlightened human intelligence.
But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.
What a blessed thing it is, that Nature, when she invented, manufactured, and patented her authors, contrived to make critics out of the chips that were left!
The year is getting to feel rich, for his golden fruits are ripening fast, and he has a large balance in the barns, which are his banks. The members of his family have found out that he is well to do in the world. September is dressing herself in show of dahlias and splendid marigolds and starry zinnias. October, the extravagant sister, has ordered an immense amount of the most gorgeous forest tapestry for her grand reception.
Our brains are seventy-year clocks. The Angel of Life winds them up once for all, then closes the case, and gives the key into the hand of the Angel of the Resurrection.
A few can touch the magic string, and noisy fame is proud to win them: Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them!
For nothing burns with such amazing speed, As the dry sticks of a religious creed.
Every event that a man would master must be mounted on the run, and no man ever caught the reins of a thought except as it galloped past him.
A goose flies by a chart which the Royal Geographical Society could not mend.
A woman never forgets her sex. She would rather talk with a man than an angel, any day.
I hate facts. I always say the chief end of man is to form general propositions - adding that no general proposition is worth a damn.
The sea drowns out humanity and time. It has no sympathy with either, for it belongs to eternity; and of that it sings its monotonous song forever and ever.
Seventeen hundred and fifty-five. Georgius Secundus was then alive,-- Snuffy old drone from the German hive.
The Indian is but a sketch in red crayon of a rudimental manhood. To the problem of his relation to the white race, there is one solution: extermination.
We call those poets who are first to mark, Through earth's dull mist the coming of the dawn, Who see in twilight's gloom the first pale spark, While others only note that day is gone.
America is the only place where man is full-grown!
A pun does not commonly justify a blow in return. But if a blow were given for such cause, and death ensued, the jury would be judges both of the facts and of the pun, and might, if the latter were of an aggravated character, return a verdict of justifiable homicide.
Simple people... are very quick to see the live facts which are going on about them.
See how he throws his baited lines about,/And plays his men as anglers play their trout.
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