There is something wrong about the man who wants help. There is somewhere a defect, a want, in brief, a need, a crying need, somewhere about that man.
To give aid to every poor man is far beyond the power and the advantage of any private person. For the riches of any private person are wholly inadequate to meet such a call.
There may be fairies, there may be elves, but God helps those who help themselves.
There are people who vindicate the world, who help others live just by their presence.
In the absence of God he had found Man. Man killing man, man helping man, both of them anonymous: the scourge and the blessing.
I help those who can help themselves.
Heaven’s help is better than early rising.
Don’t waste your courage. Use it where it can help.
Amid the pressure of great events, a general principle gives no help.
