My evil genius Procrastination has whispered me to tarry 'til a more convenient season.

I would rather marry a good man, a man of mind, with a hope and bright prospects ahead for position, fame and power than to marry all the houses, gold and bones in the world.

No one is loved as much as you by the people. Don't waste that power.

In grief, words are a poor consolation - silence and agonizing tears are all that is left the sufferer.

I am convinced, the longer I live, that life & its blessings are not so entirely unjustly distributed, are [as] when we are suffering greatly, we are inclined to suppose.

My husband is not a Christian but is a religious man, I think.

If you keep making jokes like that, somebody is going to shoot you, father.

No one has ever lived who knows better than you the proper placement of footfalls on treacherous paths.

Others live on in a careless and lukewarm state - not appearing to fill Longfellow's measure: 'Into each life, some rain must fall.'

Mr. Lincoln had no hope, and no faith, in the usual acceptation of those words.

Beautiful, Glorious Scotland, has spoilt me for every other country.

Bright light put me in a trance, but it ain't house music makes me wanna dance.

Life is the only real counselor; wisdom unfiltered through personal experience does not become a part of the moral tissue.

Others indeed may talk, and write, and fight about liberty, and make an outward pretence to it but the free-thinker alone is truly free.

Even sleepers are workers and collaborators on what goes on in the universe.

I feel like the ideal length is three months. I go short and sweet on the engagement. I did have a longish engagement, but I think short and sweet is best.

It's numbers like these that both bubble-theorists and market cheerleaders can pounce on to make their points. Reality is more mundane.

It is a very dangerous thing to know one’s friends.

There's no shortage of remarkable ideas, what's missing is the will to execute them.

Now is all we have. Everything that has ever happened to you, and anything that is ever going to happen to you, is just a thought.

I don't dwell in the past; I don't wallow in old events and emotions. I don't waste time on regret. No use going over and over the details of what already happened.