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.

Come down here once, and use your eyes, and you will know more than we can teach you.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

the Lord gives good many things twice over; but he don't give ye a mother but once.

O, ye who visit the distressed, do ye know that everything your money can buy, given with a cold, averted face, is not worth one honest tear shed in real sympathy?

Why don't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?

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