There is an old-time toast which is golden for its beauty. "When you ascend the hill of prosperity may you not meet a friend.

Do something everyday that you don't want to do; this is the golden rule for acquiring the habit of doing your duty without pain.

The proper office of a friend is to side with you when you are in the wrong

Words in haste do friendships waste.

In time of prosperity friends will be plenty; In time of adversity not one in twenty

Of all God's creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash. That one is the cat.
- Notebook, 1894