Quotes from Mark Twain

You may honestly feel grateful that homeopathy survived the attempts of the allopaths (orthodoxy) to destroy it.

Politicians, old buildings, and prostitutes become respectable with age.

Age enlarges and enriches the powers of some musical instruments - notably those of the violin - but it seems to set a piano's teeth on edge.

In all the ages, three-fourths of the support of the great charities has been conscience money.

I'm pushing 60 years of age...and that's enough exercise for me.

This is the year 1492. I am eighty-two years of age. The things I am going to tell you are things which I saw myself as a child and as a youth.

Wrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been.

Be good and you will be lonely.

Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.

Let us make a special effort to stop communicating with each other, so we can have some conversation.

Few of us can stand prosperity. Another man's, I mean.

Let us not be too particular; it is better to have old secondhand diamonds than none at all.

Let us be grateful to Adam: he cut us out of the blessing of idleness and won for us the curse of labor.

The bane of Americans is overwork-and the ruin of any work is a divided interest. Concentrate-concentrate. One thing at a time.

The law of work seems unfair, but nothing can change it; the more enjoyment you get out of your work, the more money you will make.

Intellectual ''work'' is misnamed; it is a pleasure, a dissipation, and is its own highest reward.

The house was as empty as a beer closet in premises where painters have been at work.

When one's character begins to fall under suspicion and disfavor, how swift, then, is the work of disintegration and destruction.

The law of work does seem utterly unfair-but there it is, and nothing can change it: the higher the pay in enjoyment the worker gets out of it, the higher shall be his pay in cash, too.

The work that is really a man's own work is play and not work at all.

Two days overdue, THE WORLD'S WORK has not reached me. Pray make a note of this. I would rather not have to resort to violence.

Everything has its limit - iron ore cannot be educated into gold.

There is nothing like instances to grow hair on a bald-headed argument.

I do see that there is an argument against suicide: the grief of the worshipers left behind, the awful famine in their hearts, these are too costly terms for the release.