The child's grief throbs against the round of its little heart as heavily as the man's sorrow, and the one finds as much delight in his kite or drum as the other in striking the springs of enterprise or soaring on the wings of fame.

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

There is no tariff so injurious as that with which sectarian bigotry guards its commodities. It dwarfs the soul by shutting out truths from other continents of thought, and checks the circulation of its own.

Can you conceive of anything that so represents the glory, and truth, and marvelousness of God's nature as the idea of peace?

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

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

If angels stoop from visions of more than earthly beauty to spells of less than earthly worth, they are but fallen angels, mingling divine utterances with the babblings of madness, and the madness is not the divineness.