Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.

I will give my whole heart and soul to my Maker if I can,' I answered, 'and not one atom more of it to you than He allows. What are you, sir, that you should set yourself up as a god, and presume to dispute possession of my heart with Him to whom I owe all I have and all I am, every blessing I ever did or ever can enjoy - and yourself among the rest - if you are a blessing, which I am half inclined to doubt.

You cannot expect stone to be as pliable as clay.

God will judge us by our own thoughts and deeds, not by what others say about us.

You might as well sell yourself to slavery at once, as marry man you dislike.

The end of Religion is not to teach us how to die, but how to live.

I thought Mr. Millward never would cease telling us that he was no tea-drinker, and that it was highly injurious to keep loading the stomach with slops to the exclusion of more wholesome sustenance, and so give himself time to finish his fourth cup.