Sorrow is Mount Sinai. If one will, one may go up and talk with God, face to face.

Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.

Someone calls biography the home aspect of history.

It is a view of God that compensates every thing else, and enables the soul to rest in His bosom. How, when the child in the night screams with terror, hearing sounds that it knows not of, is that child comforted and put to rest? Is it by a philosophical explanation that the sounds were made by the rats in the partition? Is it by imparting entomological knowledge? No; it is by the mother taking the child in her lap, and singing sweetly to it, and rocking it. And the child thinks nothing of the explanation, but only of the mother.

If a man has come to that point where he is no content that he says; I do not want to know any more, or do any more or be any more, he is in a state in which he ought to be changed into a mummy.

God is the one great employer, thinker, planner, supervisor.

A man never has good luck who has a bad wife.