I don’t beleave in fatalism, only so far az phools and raskals are concerned.
It iz very diffikult for me tew tell whi the lion should be so strong and the ant so weak, when one iz nothing but a grate loafer and the other the very pattern ov industry and thrift.
How kan we ever expekt tew find a perfekt person in this world when we kan’t even find one who iz haff az good az he kan be.
Nu beginners in literature are alwus bothered tew find a subjekt tew write on; as they progress they are more troubled tew find what tew write on a subjekt.
Men are seldum underrated; the merkury in a man finds its true level in the eyes ov the world just az certainly az it duz in the glass ov a thermometer.
I hav no doubt but that the human hart kontains all the pure attributes that the angels possess, but no single human hart kontains even a moity ov them.
Sosiety iz made up ov the good, bad, and indifferent; and what makes so mutch trouble iz, the indifferents are in the majority.
A man who iz neither good nor bad iz like an old musket laid away, without any lock, but a heavy charge in it.
When a man haz dun a charitable thing without letting the world kno it, he haz dun all that an angel kould do in the premises.
Too mutch ov the religion in this world konsists in konfessing our sins to ourselfs and to each other.