The ubiquity of the Divine presence is the only true support, and I am sometimes astonished how persons, who evidently do not possess that grand source of consolation, keep up their spirits under trials and difficulties. It must be owing to careless tempers and nerves of brass.

Prayer is not eloquence, but earnestness; not the definition of helplessness, but the feeling of it; not figures of speech, but earnestness of soul.

Prayer is not eloquence but earnestness.

The wretch who digs the mine for bread, or ploughs, that others may be fed, feels less fatigued than that decreed to him who cannot think or read.

Youth has a quickness of apprehension, which it is very apt to mistake for an acuteness of penetration.

In grief we know the worst of what we feel but who can tell the end of what we fear?

Resentment is an evil so costly to our peace that we should find it more cheap to forgive even were it no more right.