In one important respect a man is fortunate in being poor. His responsibility to God is so much the less

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.

Example has far more followers than reason.

To cultivate a garden is. . . to go hand in hand with Nature in some of her most beautiful processes, to learn something of her choicest secrets, and to have a more intelligent interest awakened in the beautiful order of her works elsewhere.

The opinions of the misanthropical rest upon this very partial basis, that they adopt the bad faith of a few as evidence of the worthlessness of all.

Something of a person's character may be observed by how they smile. Some never smile they only grin.

Dishonest people conceal their faults from themselves as well as others, honest people know and confess them.