Greek is the morning land of languages, and has the freshness of early dew in it which will never exhale.

Common sense is seeing things as they are; and doing things as they ought to be.

It would be an incalculable gain to domestic happiness, if people would begin the concert of life with their instruments tuned to a very low pitch: they who receive the most happiness are generally they who demand and expect the least.

O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, "Behold! thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory!

Midnight,--strange mystic hour,--when the veil between the frail present and the eternal future grows thin.

No ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them.

Religion! Is what you hear at church religion? Is that which can bend and turn, and descend and ascend, to fit every crooked phase of selfish, worldly society, religion? Is that religion which is less scrupulous, less generous, less just, less considerate for man, than even my own ungodly, worldly, blinded nature? No! When I look for religion, I must look for something above me, and not something beneath.