To me there is something thrilling and exalting in the thought that we are drifting forward into a splendid mystery-into something that no mortal eye hath yet seen, and no intelligence has yet declared.

An aged Christian, with the snow of time upon his head, may remind us that those points of earth are whitest which are nearest to heaven.

There is no happiness in life, there is no misery like that growing out of the dispositions which consecrate or desecrate a home.

Christianity has made martyrdom sublime, and sorrow triumphant.

No man knows the genuineness of his convictions until he has sacrificed something for them.

Swift calls discretion low prudence; it is high prudence, and one of the most important elements entering into either social or political life.

Some people habitually wear sadness, like a garment, and think it a becoming grace. God loves a cheerful worshipper.