That endless book, the newspaper, is our national glory.

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

It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.

Next to the pastoral came the agricultural life. When you add to that the manufacturing phase of development, society begins to fill out, and needs but wings to fly, and commerce is its wings.

In the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes us flat to the ground.

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.

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