Everyone must believe in something. I believe I'll go canoeing.

How imperceptibly the first springing takes place!

Our hymn-books resound with a melodious cursing of God and enduring Him forever.

Letter-writing too often degenerates into a communicating of facts, and not of truths; of other men's deeds and not our thoughts.What are the convulsions of a planet, compared with the emotions of the soul? or the rising of a thousand suns, if that is not enlightened by a ray?

Whatever your sex or position, life is a battle in which you are to show your pluck, and woe be to the coward. Whether passed on a bed of sickness or a tented field, it is ever the same fair play and admits no foolish distinction. Despair and postponement are cowardice and defeat. Men were born to succeed, not to fail.

Having each some shingles of thought well dried, we sat and whittled them.

Much is published, but little printed.