It is never too late to be who you want to be.

To an old memory like mine the present days are but as a little water poured on the deep.

Would not love see returning penitence afar off, and fall on its neck and kiss it?

He was one of those men, and they are not the commonest, of whom we can know the best only by following them away from the marketplace, the platform, and the pulpit, entering with them into their own homes, hearing the voice with which they speak to the young and aged about their own hearthstone, and witnessing their thoughtful care for the everyday wants of everyday companions, who take all their kindness as a matter of course, and not as a subject for panegyric.

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.

Awful Night! Ancestral mystery of mysteries.

He had the superficial kindness of a good-humored, self-satisfied nature, that fears no rivalry, and has encountered no contrarieties.