Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us.

I could not unlove him now, merely because I found that he had ceased to notice me.

The human and fallible should not arrogate a power with which the divine and perfect alone can be safely intrusted.

[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.

If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.

In sunshine, in prosperity, the flowers are very well; but how many wet days are there in life—November seasons of disaster, when a man's hearth and home would be cold indeed, without the clear, cheering gleam of intellect.

What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.