It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a man's death hallows him anew to us; as if life were not sacred too.

I could not without vile hypocrisy and a miserable truckling to the smile of the world ... profess to join in worship which I wholly disapprove.

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

Mighty is the force of motherhood! It transforms all things by its vital heat.

Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.

In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.

I am influenced at the present time by far higher considerations and by a nobler idea of duty than I ever was when I held the Evangelical belief.