They who do not understand that a man may be brought to hope that which of all things is the most grievous to him, have not observed with sufficient closeness the perversity of the human mind.
It is hard to rescue a man from the slough of luxury and idleness combined. If anything can do it, it is a cradle filled annually.
It is self-evident that at sixty-five a man has done all that he is fit to do.
There are some achievements which are never done in the presence of those who hear of them. Catching salmon is one, and working all night is another.
There is no royal road to learning; no short cut to the acquirement of any art.
I think the greatest rogues are they who talk most of their honesty.