Home is the grandest of all institutions.

It is the very joy of this earthly life to think that it will come to an end.

True humility is a flower which will adorn any garden.

Between here and heaven, every minute that the Christian lives will be a minute of grace.

Prayer gives a channel to the pent-up sorrows of the soul, they flow away, and in their stead streams of sacred delight pour into the heart.

No one knows who is listening, say nothing you would not wish put in the newspapers.

I find myself frequently depressed - perhaps more so than any other person here. And I find no better cure for that depression than to trust in the Lord with all my heart, and seek to realize afresh the power of the peace-speaking blood of Jesus, and His infinite love in dying upon the cross to put away all my transgressions.