The music of the Gospel leads us home.

There is a great deal of self-will in the world, but very little genuine independence of character.

There's a wideness in God's mercy Like the wideness of the sea Oratory Hymns.

Many a friendship - long, loyal, and self-sacrificing - rested at first upon no thicker a foundation than a kind word.

Nobody is kind to only one person at once, but to many persons in one.

Each hour comes with some little faggot of God's will fastened upon its back.

We must have passed through life unobservantly, if we have never perceived that a man is very much himself what he thinks of others.