Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!

Get your evidences of grace by pressing forward to the mark, and not by groping with a lantern after the boundary lines.

Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.

If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, you deprave her very fast.

The longest day must have its close — the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. An eternal, inexorable lapse of moments is ever hurrying the day of the evil to an eternal night, and the night of the just to an eternal day.

When you get into a tight place, and everything goes against you till it seems as if you could n't hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that 's just the place and time that the tide'll turn.

Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.