Now and then one sees a face which has kept its smile pure and undefiled. Such a smile transfigures; such a smile, if the artful but know it, is the greatest weapon a face can have.

When Time is spent, Eternity begins.

Most men call fretting a minor fault, a foible, and not a vice. There is no vice except drunkenness which can so utterly destroy the peace, the happiness of a hoe.

Who waits until the wind shall silent keep Will never find the ready hour to sow.

Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.

Wounded vanity knows when it is mortally hurt; and limps off the field, piteous, all disguises thrown away. But pride carries its banner to the last; and fast as it is driven from one field unfurls it in another, never admitting that there is a shade less honor in the second field than in the first, or in the third than in the second.

That indescribable expression peculiar to people who hope they have not been asleep, but know they have.