The more we sympathize with excellence, the more we go out of self, the more we love, the broader and deeper is our personality.

The soul, like the body, acquires vigor by the exercise of all its faculties. In the midst of the world, in overcoming difficulties, in conquering selfishness, indolence, and fear--in all the occasions of duty, it employs, and reveals by employing, energies that render it efficient and robust--that broaden its scope, adjust its powers, and mature it with a rich experience.

Life is a crucible. We are thrown into it and tried.

Death makes a beautiful appeal to charity. When we look upon the dead form, so composed and still, the kindness and the love that are in us all come forth.

Why, man of idleness, labor has rocked you in the cradle, and nourished your pampered life; without it, the woven silk and the wool upon your bank would be in the shepherd's fold. For the meanest thing that ministers to human want, save the air of heaven, man is indebted to toil; and even the air, in God's wise ordination, is breathed with labor.

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

We have not the innocence of Eden; but by God's help and Christ's example we may have the victory of Gethsemane.