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.