Things come to the poor that can't get in at the door of the rich. Their money somehow blocks it up. It is a great privilege to be poor--one that no man covets, and brat a very few have sought to retain, but one that yet many have learned to prize.

Let me, if I may, be ever welcomed to my room in winter by a glowing hearth, in summer by a vase of flowers. If I may not, let me think how nice they would be and bury myself in my work. I do not think that the road to contentment lies in despising what we have not got. Let us acknowledge all good, all delight that the worlds holds, and be content without it.

I am an emptiness for Thee to fill; my soul a cavern for Thy sea

Past tears are present strength.

Our life is no dream; but it ought to become one, and perhaps will.

If there be a God and one has never sought him, it will be small consolation to remember that one could not get proof of his existence.

Books are but dead bodies to you, and a library nothing but a catacomb!