Life, whether in this world or any other, is the sum of our attainment, our experience, our character. The conditions are secondary. In what other world shall we be more surely than we are here?

Man was sent into the world to be a growing and exhaustless force. The world was spread out around him to be seized and conquered. Realms of infinite truth burst open above him, inviting him to tread those shining coasts along which Newton dropped his plummet, and Herschel sailed,--a Columbus of the skies.

Truth is the root, but human sympathy is the flower of practical life.

If one's conscience be dead as a stone, it is as heavy too.

The child's grief throbs against the round of its little heart as heavily as the man's sorrow, and the one finds as much delight in his kite or drum as the other in striking the springs of enterprise or soaring on the wings of fame.

Heaven never defaults. The wicked are sure of their wages, sooner or later.

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.