In activity we must find our joy as well as glory; and labor, like everything else that is good, is its own reward.

An epigram often flashes light into regions where reason shines but dimly.

Do we, mad as we all are after riches, hear often enough from the pulpit the spirit of those words in which Dean Swift, in his epitaph on the affluent and profligate Colonel Chartres, announces the small esteem of wealth in the eyes of God, from the fact of His thus lavishing it upon the meanest and basest of His creatures?

Cheerfulness in most cheerful people is the rich and satisfying result of strenuous discipline.

A nation may be in a tumult to-day for a thought which the timid Erasmus placidly penned in his study more than two centuries ago.

We all originally came from the woods! it is hard to eradicate from any of us the old taste for the tattoo and the war-paint; and the moment that money gets into our pockets, it somehow or another breaks out in ornaments on our person, without always giving refinement to our manners.

In activity we must find our joy as well as glory; and labor, like everything else that is good, is its own reward.