Into every soul, however purged and fenced, evil appears to have as much freedom of entrance as God Himself.

Part of the down-to-earthness that made the pioneers succeed was expressed in a sentence: It takes pretty good [people] to get along with water ditches in a dry time, and not quarrel.

Happiness, contentment, the health and growth of the soul, depend, as men have proved over and over again, upon some simple issue, some single turning of the soul.

The heart which finds life in material wealth is usually certain to go farther and seek for more in the satisfaction of base and sullen appetites.

Let those who, still in their youth, have preserved their faith and fullness of hope, keep looking up.

Our enemies are our evil deeds and their memories, our pride, our selfishness, our malice, our passions, which by conscience or by habit pursue us with a relentlessness past the power of figure to express.

If we have a heart for the magnitudes of life, it will not seem vain to believe that God Himself should guard it.