Human misery is too great for men to do without faith.

Every age thinks its battle the most important of all.

The perfumes are the feelings of the flowers.

God will pardon me. It's his job.

Mine is a most peaceable disposition. My wishes are a humble cottage with a thatched roof, but a good bed, good food, the freshest milk and butter, flowers before my window, and a few fine trees before my door; and if God wants to make my happiness complete, He will grant me the joy of seeing some six or seven of my enemies hanging from those trees.

Poverty sits by the cradle of all our great men and rocks all of them to manhood.

Human misery is too great for men to do without faith.

Laughter is wholesome. God is not so dull as some people make out. Did not He make the kitten to chase its tail.

God will pardon me: that is his business.

Out of my great woe I make my little song.