Pride never sleeps. The principle at least is always awake. An intemperate man is sometimes sober, but a proud man is never humble.

No adulation; 'tis the death of virtue; Who flatters, is of all mankind the lowest Save he who courts the flattery.

The secret heart is fair devotion's temple; there the saint, even on that living altar, lights the flame of purest sacrifice, which burns unseen, not unaccepted.

Prayer is not eloquence but earnestness.

Forgiveness is the economy of the heart... forgiveness saves the expense of anger, the cost of hatred, the waste of spirits.

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

The abuse of terms has at all times been an evil.