Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.

When flowers are full of heaven-descended dews, they always hang their heads; but men hold theirs the higher the more they receive, getting proud as they get full.

Watch lest prosperity destroy generosity.

Flowers are sent to do God's work in unrevealed paths, and to diffuse influence by channels that we hardly suspect.

Titles are too "thin" for the nineteenth century.

Some people are so dry that you might soak them in a joke for a month and it would not get through their skins.

Work is not a curse, but drudgery is.