Peace and wickedness are far asunder.

See how the skilful lover spreads his toils.

Philosophers and common heathen believed one God, to whom all things were referred; but under this God they worshipped many inferior and subservient gods.

Astrological prayers seem to me to be built on as good reason as the predictions.

Sincerity and honesty carry one through many difficulties which all the arts he can invent would never help him through.

Prayer among men is supposed a means to change the person to whom we pray; but prayer to God doth not change him, but fits us to receive the things prayed for.

Error is but the shadow of the truth.

Nothing enlarges the gulf of atheism more than the wide passage that lies between the faith and lives of men pretending to teach Christianity.

A story should, to please, at least seem true, Be apropos, well told, concise, and new: And whenso'er it deviates from these rules, The wise will sleep, and leave applause to fools.

Mockery is childish. It does not become you.

Every night she breaks your heart, and yet every morning you love her more. If that’s not enough, nothing will be!

I hope I go to Heaven, and when I do, I'm going to do what every San Franciscan does when he gets there. He looks around and says, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.'

Riches take wings, comforts vanish, hope withers away,but love stays with us. Love is God.

Luck comes to a man who puts himself in the way of it. You went where something might be found and you found something, simple as that.

Home is where my horse is.

Our desire to bring every good thing to our children is a force for good throughout the world. It’s what propels societies forward.

An actor cannot say no, it’s against his job. If he wants the part he has to say yes. [But] it’s very bad for you to say you can do something and then not do it, so you have to manage to do it.

If you read our Founding Fathers, people like Benjamin Franklin and Jefferson - what we're doing now in this country is making them roll over in their graves.

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.