Rule by patience, Laughing Water!

Even He that died for us upon the cross, in the last hour, in the unutterable agony of death, was mindful of His mother, as if to teach us that this holy love should be our last worldly thought - the last point of earth from which the soul should take its flight for heaven.

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed.

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.

Magnificent autumn! He comes not like a pilgrim, clad in russet weeds; not like a hermit, clad in gray; but like a warrior with the stain of blood in his brazen mail.

Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.