I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.
Depend upon it, sir, when a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.
Money and time are the heaviest burdens of life . . . the unhappiest of all mortals are those who have more of either than they know how to use.
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.
That we must all die, we always knew; I wish I had remembered it sooner.