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

O, how much those men are to be valued who, in the spirit with which the widow gave up her two mites, have given up themselves! How their names sparkle! How rich their very ashes are! How they will count up in heaven!

For soon, very soon do men forget Their friends upon whom Death's seal is set.

Public feeling now is apt to side with the persecuted, and our modern martyr is full as likely to be smothered with roses as with coals.

Not in achievement, but in endurance, of the human soul, does it show its divine grandeur and its alliance with the infinite.

It is those who make the least display of their sorrow who mourn the deepest.

The best answer to all objections urged against prayer is the fact that man cannot help praying; for we may be sure that that which is so spontaneous and ineradicable in human nature has its fitting objects and methods in the arrangements of a boundless Providence.