May the hinges of friendship never rust, nor the wings of love lose a feather.
You never know what you can do till you try.
However roguish a man may be, he always loves to deal with an honest man.
But I do not remember ever having seen a newspaper in the house; and, most certainly, that privation did not render us less industrious, happy, or free.
Happiness, or misery, is in the mind. It is the mind that lives.
To be poor and independent is very nearly an impossibility.
The town of GUILDFORD, which (taken with its environs) I, who have seen so many, many towns, think the prettiest, and, taken all together, the most agreeable and most happy-looking, that I ever saw in my life.
He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
Maybe, in the final analysis, they saw me as something I wasn't and I tried to turn them into something they could never be. I loved them all but maybe I never understood any of them. I don't think they understood me.
To me the ultimate sin was refusing to listen to reason.
Don't deceive me. Never leave me.