English physicians kill you, the French let you die.

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

Not childhood alone, but the young man till thirty, never feels practically that he is mortal.

Mother's love grows by giving.

What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its pert or solemn dullness of communication, compared with the simple altar-like structure and silent heart-language of the old sundials! It stood as the garden god of Christian gardens. Why is it almost everywhere vanished? If its business-use be superseded by more elaborate inventions, its moral uses, its beauty, might have pleaded for its continuance.

We gain nothing by being with such as ourselves. We encourage one another in mediocrity. I am always longing to be with men more excellent than myself.

Literature is a bad crutch, but a good walking-stick.