Poverty is very good in poems but very bad in the house; very good in maxims and sermons but very bad in practical life.

No man can tell whether he is rich or poor by turning to his ledger. It is the heart that makes a man rich. He is rich or poor according to what he is, not according to what he has.

Now comes the mystery. (His last words)

It's not the work which kills people, it's the worry. It's not the revolution that destroys machinery it's the friction.

The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.