Mark Twain Trail Quote of the Day – Tuesday – May 11, 2021
“Do right for your own sake and be happy in knowing that your neighbor will certainly share in the benefits resulting.” Mark Twain, What Is Man?, 1906
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“Do right for your own sake and be happy in knowing that your neighbor will certainly share in the benefits resulting.” Mark Twain, What Is Man?, 1906
“The radical of one century is the conservative of the next. The radical invents the views. When he has worn them out, the conservative adopts them.” Mark Twain
“Love is not a product of reasonings and statistics. It just comes–none knows whence–and cannot explain itself.” Mark Twain, Eve’s Diary, 1905
“When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.” Mark Twain
“He had had much experience of physicians, and said “the only way to keep your health is to eat what you don’t want, drink what you don’t like, and do what you’d druther not.” Mark Twain, Following the Equator, 1897
“For all the talk you hear about knowledge being such a wonderful thing, instinct is worth forty of it for real unerringness.” Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer Abroad, 1894
“Humor is the great thing, the saving thing after all. The minute it crops up, all our hardnesses yield, all our irritations, and resentments flit away, and a sunny spirit takes their place.” Mark Twain
“To believe yourself brave is to be brave; it is the one only essential thing.” Mark Twain, Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc, 1896
“When I am king, they shall not have bread and shelter only, but also teachings out of books, for a full belly is little worth where the mind is starved.” Mark Twain, The Prince and the Pauper, 1881
“To a Christian who has toiled months and months in Washoe; whose hair bristles from a bed of sand, and whose soul is caked with a cement of alkali dust; whose nostrils know no perfume but the rank odor of sage-brush — and whose eyes know no landscape but barren mountains and desolate plains; where the winds blow, and the sun blisters, and the broken spirit of the contrite heart finds joy and peace only in Limburger cheese and lager beer — unto such a Christian, verily the Occidental Hotel is Heaven on the half shell. He may even secretly consider it to be Heaven on the entire shell, but his religion teaches a sound Washoe Christian that it would be sacrilege to say it.” Mark Twain, Letter to the Territorial Enterprise, June 1864