Cast your cares on God; that anchor holds.

The world is a play that would not be worth seeing if we knew the plot.

When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass.

Persecution was at least a sign of personal interest. Tolerance is composed of nine parts of apathy to one of brotherly love.

As wounded men may limp through life, so our war minds may not regain the balance of their thoughts for decades.

Men will confess to treason, murder, arson, false teeth, or a wig. How many of them will own up to a lack of humor?

One learns little more about a man from the feats of his literary memory than from the feats of his alimentary canal.