We encourage one another in mediocrity.

To sigh, yet feel no pain; To weep, yet scarce know why; To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by.

There was a little man, and he had a little soul; And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try!

I am determined that my children shall be brought up in their father's religion, if they can find out what it is.

Mother's love grows by giving.

Alas! how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied; That stood the storm when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea When heaven was all tranquillity.

For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.