Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.

Mirthfulness is in the mind, and you cannot get it out. It is the blessed spirit that God has set in the mind to dust it, to enliven its dark places, and to drive asceticism, like a foul fiend, out at the back door. It is just as good, in its place, as conscience or veneration. Praying can no more be made a substitute for smiling than smiling can for praying.

Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith.

Liberty is the soul's right to breathe and, when it cannot take a long breath, laws are girdled too tight.

There is no true and abiding morality that is not founded in religion.

When men enter into the state of marriage, they stand nearest to God.

God washes the eyes by tears until they can behold the invisible land where tears shall come no more. O love! O affliction! ye are the guides that show us the way through the great airy space where our loved ones walked; and, as hounds easily follow the scent before the dew be risen, so God teaches us, while yet our sorrow is wet, to follow on and find our dear ones in heaven.