The same quickness which makes a mind buoyant in gladness often makes it gentlest and most sympathetic in sorrow.

What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia.

Just so sure as one puts on any old rag, and thinks nobody will come, company is sure to call.

So we go, so little knowing what we touch and what touches us as we talk! We drop out a common piece of news, "Mr. So-and-so is dead, Miss Such-a-one is married, such a ship has sailed," and lo, on our right hand or on our left, some heart has sunk under the news silently - gone down in the great ocean of Fate, without even a bubble rising to tell its drowning pang. And this - God help us! - is what we call living!

The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

Let us resolve: First, to attain the grace of silence; second, to deem all fault finding that does no good a sin; third, to practice the grade and virtue of praise.

The human heart yearns for the beautiful in all ranks of life. The beautiful things that God makes are His gift to all alike. I know there are many of the poor who have fine feeling and a keen sense of the beautiful, which rusts out and dies because they are too hard pressed to procure it any gratification.