Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It’s the glory of the sea that has turned my head.
Restfulness is a quality for cattle; the virtues are all active, life is alert.
Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened, but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
Politics is perhaps the only profession for which no preparation is thought necessary.
Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business, is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.
Our business in this world is not to succeed, but to continue to fail, in good spirits.
Our affections and beliefs are wiser than we; the best that is in us is better than we can understand; for it is grounded beyond experience, and guides us, blindfold but safe, from one age on to another.
Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide, but to be good.
Old and young, we are all on our last cruise.
Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?
Not every man is so great a coward as he thinks he is – nor yet so good a Christian.
No class of man is altogether bad, but each has its own faults and virtues.
