Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.

A boy's will is the wind's will, and the thought's of youth are long, long thoughhts

Time is the life of the soul.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

That tree is very old, but I never saw prettier blossoms on it than it now bears. That tree grows new wood each year. Like that apple tree, I try to grow a new little wood each year.

When you ask one friend to dine, Give him your best wine! When you ask two, The second best will do!

Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us.