CHARLES BUXTON

If we do what is necessary, all the odds are in our favor.

Success soon palls. The joyous time is when the breeze first strikes your sails, and the waters rustle under your bows.

The rule in carving holds good as to criticism; never cut with a knife what you can cut with a spoon.

To make pleasures pleasant shortens them.

You will never find time for anything. If you want time you must make it.

The first duty to children is to make them happy. If you have not made them so, you have wronged them. No other good they may get can make up for that.

In life, as in chess, forethought wins.

Experience shows that success is due less to ability than to zeal.

Silence is sometimes the severest criticism.

The fact is - nothing comes, at least nothing good. All has to be fetched.

Pounds are the sons, not of pounds, but of pence.

Bad temper is its own scourge. Few things are more bitter than to feel bitter. A man's venom poisons himself more than his victim.

In one family, all goes by two and two. If a member of it has any interest, he or she will confide it to some one other; but the rest know nothing. In another family, all feel what touches one; nothing is kept dark from the father and mother, brothers and sisters--all share. This family habit is by far the better, it strengthens the tie between the members, and makes the home one home.

A man's venom poisons himself more than his victims.

You cannot win without sacrifice.

Indulge in procrastination, and in time yon will come to this, that because a thing ought to be done, therefore you can't do it.

All movement, of every creature, comes from the desire after something better.

You have not fulfilled every duty unless you have fulfilled that of being pleasant.

In life, as in Chess, ones own Pawns block ones way. A mans very wealth, ease, leisure, children, books, which should help him to win, more often checkmate him

Self-laudation abounds among the unpolished, but nothing can stamp a man more sharply as ill-bred.

A large family party is rather too much like a flight of tomtits; everlasting twitter, but no conversation; gregariousness without companionship.

All high truth is poetry. Take the results of science: they glow with beauty, cold and hard as are the methods of reaching them.

I once met a man who had forgiven an injury. I hope some day to meet the man who has forgiven an insult.

Failure means that you would not, or could not, pay for success. Success is a matter of sale. It can (most often) be bought by a large outlay--of hard forethought--of pains--of steadiness--of the golden wisdom coined from experience. But the figure is too high for most of us. We are too poor, or too slothful, to bring the price.

Few things are more bitter than to feel bitter.