He who only does not appreciate floral beauty is to be pitied like any other man who is born imperfect. It is a misfortune not unlike blindness.

Nothing marks the change from the city to the country so much as the absence of grinding noises. The country is never silent. But its sounds are separate, distinct, and as it were, articulate.

Let every man come to God in his own way.

That is true culture which helps us to work for the social betterment of all.

Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may swell.

Everyone has conscience enough to hate; few have religion enough to love.

Mirth is God's medicine.