When God thought of mother, He must have laughed with satisfaction, and framed it quickly - so rich, so deep, so divine, so full of soul, power, and beauty, was the conception.

When a man can look upon the simple wild-rose, and feel no pleasure, his taste has been corrupted.

The babe at first feeds upon the mother's bosom, but it is always on her heart.

Love is the wine of existence.

Sharp men, like sharp needles, break easy, though they pierce quick.

The way to avoid evil is not by maiming our passions, but by compelling them to yield their vigor to our moral nature.

There are some men's souls that are so thin, so almost destitute of what is the true idea of soul, that were not the guardian angels so keen-sighted, they would altogether overlook them.