There are daily martyrdoms occurring of more or less self-abnegation, and of which the world knows nothing.

A great many men - some comparatively small men now - if put in the right position, would be Luthers and Columbuses.

It is a great thing, when our Gethsemane hours come, when the cup of bitterness is pressed to our lips ... to feel that it is not fate, that it is not necessity, but divine love for good ends working upon us.

The worst effect of sin is within and is manifest not in poverty, and pain, and bodily defacement, but in the discrowned faculties, the unworthy love, the low ideal, the brutalized and enslaved spirit.

Some souls are ennobled and elevated by seeming misfortunes, which then become blessings in disguise.

Consider and act with reference to the true ends of existence. This world is but the vestibule of an immortal life. Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

Influence is exerted by every human being from the hour of birth to that of death.