The greatest architect and the one most needed is hope.

Grim care, moroseness, anxiety-all this rust of life ought to be scoured off by the oil of mirth. Mirth is God's medicine.

The imagination is the secret and marrow of civilization. It is the very eye of faith.

Some men will not shave on Sunday, and yet they spend all the week in shaving their fellow-men; and many folks think it very wicked to black their boots on Sunday morning, yet they do not hesitate to black their neighbor's reputation on week-days.

No man rides so high and in such good company as the man that allies himself to a truth.

No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.

There is no greater crime than to stand between a man and his development; to take any law or institution and put it around him like a collar, and fasten it there, so that as he grows and enlarges, he presses against it till he suffocates and dies.