Man without religion is the creature of circumstances: Religion is above all circumstances, and will lift him up above them.
Pity is like eating mustard without beef.
Friendship is love without its flowers or veil.
Happy the boy whose mother is tired of talking nonsense to him before he is old enough to know the sense of it.
To Adam Paradise was home. To the good among his descendants home is paradise.
Nothing good bursts forth all at once. The lightning may dart out of a black cloud; but the day sends his bright heralds before him, to prepare the world for his coming.