It were a real increase of human happiness, could all young men from the age of nineteen be covered under barrels, or rendered otherwise invisible and there left to follow their lawful studies and callings, till they emerged, sadder and wiser, at the age of twenty-five.

The only happiness a brave person ever troubles themselves in asking about, is happiness enough to get their work done.

He who has health, has hope and he who has hope, has everything.

No great man lives in vain. The history of the world is but the biography of great men.

History, a distillation of rumour.

History shows that the majority of people that have done anything great have passed their youth in seclusion.

A strong mind always hopes, and has always cause to hope.

He who has health, has hope and he who has hope, has everything.

It is a vain hope to make people happy by politics.

Man is, properly speaking, based upon hope, he has no other possession but hope this world of his is emphatically the place of hope.