Never does the human soul appear so strong as when it foregoes revenge, and dares to forgive an injury.

A thousand wheels of labor are turned by dear affections, and kept in motion by self-sacrificing endurance; and the crowds that pour forth in the morning and return at night are daily procession of love and duty.

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

The wild bird that flies so lone and far has somewhere its nest and brood. A little fluttering heart of love impels its wings, and points its course. There is nothing so solitary as a solitary man.

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

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

All natural results are spontaneous. The diamond sparkles without effort, and the flowers open impulsively beneath the summer rain. And true religion is a spontaneous thing,--as natural as it is to weep, to love, or to rejoice.