Perspective, as its inventor remarked, is a beautiful thing. What horrors of damp huts, where human beings languish, may not become picturesque through aerial distance!

Consequences are unpitying.

No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.

It is a vain thought to flee from the work that God appoints us, for the sake of finding a greater blessing, instead of seeking it where alone it is to be found - in loving obedience.

It's no use filling your pocket with money if you have got a hole in the corner.

You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.

In the first moments when we come away from the presence of death, every other relation to the living is merged, to our feeling, in the great relation of a common nature and a common destiny.