Many yet are the secret truths of God which will be unfolded as they are needed.
Titles are too "thin" for the nineteenth century.
We may cover a multitude of sins with the white robe of charity.
We never know the love of the parent for the child till we become parents.
No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.
The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.