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Leverage is everything-don't begin to pry until you've got the long arm on your side.
Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.
No families take so little medicine as those of doctors, except those of apothecaries.
It is the province of knowledge to speak, and it is the privilege of wisdom to listen.
Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.
A woman never forgets her sex. She would rather talk with a man than an angel, any day.
See how he throws his baited lines about,/And plays his men as anglers play their trout.
Do not be bullied out of your common sense by the specialist; two to one, he is a pedant.
Chicago sounds rough to the maker of verse. One comfort we have - Cincinnati sounds worse.
Sweet is the scene where genial friendship plays the pleasing game of interchanging praise.
Yes, child of suffering, thou may'st well be sure He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!
Every library should try to be complete on something, if it were only the history of pinheads.
The world's great men have not commonly been great scholars, nor its great scholars great men.
The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
To be seventy years young is sometimes far more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old.
Many ideas grow better when transplanted into another mind than in the one where they sprang up.
A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time.
The mind of a bigot to the pupil of the eye; the more light you pour on it, the more it contracts.
Youth fades, love droops, the leaves of friendship fall; A mother's secret hope outlives them all.
The very aim and end of our institutions is just this: that we may think what we like and say what we think.
Seventeen hundred and fifty-five. Georgius Secundus was then alive,-- Snuffy old drone from the German hive.
Life as we call it, is nothing but the edge of the boundless ocean of existence when it comes upon soundings.
The world is always ready to receive talent with open arms. Very often it does not know what to do with genius.
Fresh air is good if you do not take too much of it; most of the achievements and pleasures of life are in bad air.
Trouble makes us one with every human being in the world - and unless we touch others, we're out of touch with life.
People who honestly mean to be true really contradict themselves much more rarely than those who try to be 'consistent'.
To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor.
Every now and then a man's mind is stretched by a new idea or sensation, and never shrinks back to its former dimensions.
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.
Love is the master-key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.
A man may fulfill the object of his existence by asking a question he cannot answer, and attempting a task he cannot achieve.
I like children; I like 'em, and I respect 'em. Pretty much all the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by them.
There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.
Don't you stay at home of evenings? Don't you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet?
Most people are willing to take the Sermon on the Mount as a flag to sail under, but few will use it as a rudder by which to steer.
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.
And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.
Memories, imagination, old sentiments, and associations are more readily reached through the sense of smell than through any other channel.
Memory is a net: one finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking.
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!
The books we read should be chosen with great care, that they may be, as an Egyptian king wrote over his library,'The medicines of the soul.
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.
Memory is a net: one that finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking.
The real religion of the world comes from women much more than from men - from mothers most of all, who carry the key of our souls in their bosoms.
Why can't somebody give us a list of things that everybody thinks and nobody says, and another list of things that everybody says and nobody thinks?
Whatever comes from the brain carries the hue of the place it came from, and whatever comes from the heart carries the heat and color of its birthplace.
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.
The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup of tea cannot be expected to reproduce.
Truth is tough. It will not break, like a bubble, at a touch; nay, you may kick it about all day like a football, and it will be round and full at evening.