At seventy-seven it is time to be in earnest.
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- When I was as you are now, towering in the confidence of twenty-one, little did I suspect that I should be at forty-nine, what I now am.
- It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.
- Suspicion is most often useless pain.
- It was his peculiar happiness that he scarcely ever found a stranger whom he did not leave a friend; but it must likewise be added, that he had not often a friend long without obliging him to become a stranger.
- To be idle and to be poor have always been reproaches, and therefore every man endeavors with his utmost care to hide his poverty from others, and his idleness from himself.
- Life will not bear refinement. You must do as other people do.