The commonest man, who has his ounce of sense and feeling, is conscious of the difference between a lovely, delicate woman and a coarse one. Even a dog feels a difference in her presence.

People who can't be witty exert themselves to be devout and affectionate.

How can one ever do anything nobly Christian, living among people with such petty thoughts?

It is an uneasy lot at best, to be what we call highly taught and yet not to enjoy: to be present at this great spectacle of life and never to be liberated from a small hungry shivering self.

Trouble comes to us all in this life: we set our hearts on things which it isn't God's will for us to have, and then we go sorrowing.

There are many victories worse than a defeat.

There are robberies that leave man or woman forever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer.