God, we are told, looked upon the world after he had created it and pronounced it good; but ascetic pietists, in their wisdom, cast their eyes over it, and substantially pronounce it a dead failure, a miserable production, a poor concern.

Tis but a short journey across the isthmus of Now.

He that shrinks from the grave with too great a dread, has an invisible fear behind him pushing him into it.

It is of very little use in trying to be dignified, if dignity is no part of your character.

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.

Pride is like the beautiful acacia, that lifts its head proudly above its neighbor plants-forgetting that it too, like them, has its roots in the dirt.

The best evidence of merit is a cordial recognition of it whenever and wherever it may be found.