We cannot well do without our sins; they are the highway of our virtue.

He who receives an injury is to some extent an accomplice of the wrong-doer.

I have heard of a man lost in the woods and dying of famine and exhaustion at the foot of a tree, whose loneliness was relieved by the grotesque visions with which, owing to bodily weakness, his diseased imagination surrounded him, and which he believed to be real. So also, owing to bodily and mental health and strength, we may be continually cheered by a like but more normal and natural society, and come to know that we are never alone.

Experience is in the fingers and head. The heart is inexperienced.

Did you ever hear of a man who had striven all his life faithfully and singly towards an object, and in no measure obtained it? If a man constantly aspires, is he not elevated? Did ever a man try heroism, magnanimity, truth, sincerity, and find that there was no advantage in them,--that it was a vain endeavor?

Time & Co. are, after all, the only quite honest and trustworthy publishers that we know.

It is not enough that we are truthful; we must cherish and carry out high purposes to be truthful about.