The natural term of an apple-pie is but twelve hours. It reaches its highest state about one hour after it comes from the oven, and just before its natural heat has quite departed. But every hour afterward is a declension. And after it is one day old, it is thence-forward but the ghastly corpse of apple-pie.

He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom, and will find the flaw when he may have forgotten its cause.

When our children die, we drop them into the unknown, shuddering with fear. We know that they go out from us, and we stand, and pity, and wonder.

Flattery is praise insincerely given for an interested purpose.

To be a Christian is to obey Christ no matter how you feel.

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.

Love without faith is as bad as faith without love.