Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength, not my weakness.

That is a good book which is opened with expectation, and closed with delight and profit.

Life is one, religion one, creeds are many and diverse.

Nature is the armory of genius. Cities serve it poorly, books and colleges at second hand; the eye craves the spectacle of the horizon; of mountain, ocean, river and plain, the clouds and stars; actual contact with the elements, sympathy with the seasons as they rise and roll.

Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.

A good book is fruitful of other books; it perpetuates its fame from age to age, and makes eras in the lives of its readers.

There is virtue in country houses, in gardens and orchards, in fields, streams and groves, in rustic recreations and plain manners, that neither cities nor universities enjoy.