Nothing is as certain as that the vices of leisure are gotten rid of by being busy.
We rarely think people have good sense unless they agree with us.
The charity that hastens to proclaim its good deeds, ceases to be charity, and is only pride and ostentation.
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Feet, why do I need them if I have wings to fly?
Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.
Maybe the most any of us can expect of ourselves isn't perfection but progress.