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?

What is the singing of birds, or any natural sound, compared with the voice of one we love.

The man who does not betake himself at once and desperately to sawing is called a loafer, though he may be knocking at the doors of heaven all the while.

We are older by faith than by experience.

What we need to know in any case is very simple.

Cultivate the habit of early rising. It is unwise to keep the head long on a level with the feet.

Whatever is, and is not ashamed to be, is good.