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

The church-bells of innumerable sects are all chime-bells to-day, ringing in sweet accordance throughout many lands, and awaking a great joy in the heart of our common humanity.

Goodness consists not in the outward things we do, but in the inward thing we are.

No one can truly see Christ, and drink in the influence of his character, and not be a Christian at heart.

Earth has scarcely an acre that does not remind us of actions that have long preceded our own, and its clustering tombstones loom up like reefs of the eternal shore, to show us where so many human barks have struck and gone down.

If you should take the human heart and listen to it, it would be like listening to a sea-shell; you would hear in it the hollow murmur of the infinite ocean to which it belongs, from which it draws its profoundest inspiration, and for which it yearns.

Bigotry dwarfs the soul by shutting out the truth.