Having Once Decided To Achieve A Certain

Thoughts There Are, Not To Be Translated Into Any Language, And Spirits Alone Can Read Them.

What A Blessing This Smoking Is! Perhaps The Greatest That We Owe To The Discovery Of America.

Almost All Human Affairs Are Tedious. Everything Is Too Long. Visits, Dinners, Concerts, Plays, Speeches, Pleadings, Essays, Sermons, Are Too Long. Pleasure And Business Labor Equally Under This Defect, Or, As I Should Rather Say, This Fatal Super-abundance.

It Is Better In Some Respects To Be Admired By Those With Whom You Live Than To Be Loved By Them; And This Not On Account Of Any Gratification Of Vanity, But Because Admiration Is So Much More Tolerant Than Love.

No Doubt Hard Work Is A Great Police Agent. If Everybody Were Worked From Morning Till Night, And Then Carefully Locked Up, The Register Of Crime Might Be Greatly Diminished. But What Would Become Of Human Nature? Where Would Be The Room For Growth In Such A System Of Things? It Is Through Sorrow And Mirth, Plenty And Need, A Variety Of Passions, Circumstances, And Temptations, Even Through Sin And Misery, That Men's Natures Are Developed.