The one great principle of English law is to make business for itself.
Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeling is not roused – in whose mind some pleasant associations are not awakened – by the recurrence of Christmas.
A person who can’t pay gets another person who can’t pay to guarantee that he can pay. Like a person with two wooden legs getting another person with two wooden legs to guarantee that he has got two natural legs. It don’t make either of them able to do a walking-match.
It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.
Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly.
We are so very ‘umble.
It’s my old girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to it before her. Discipline must be maintained.
There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs.
You don’t carry in your countenance a letter of recommendation.
He had but one eye and the pocket of prejudice runs in favor of two.
The first rule of business is: Do other men for they would do you.
When a man bleeds inwardly, it is a dangerous thing for himself; but when he laughs inwardly, it bodes no good to other people.
That sort of half sigh, which, accompanied by two or three slight nods of the head, is pity’s small change in general society.
This is a world of action, and not for moping and droning in.
Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you’ve conquered human nature.