The disciples found angels at the grave of Him they loved; and we should always find them too, but that our eyes are too full of tears for seeing.

It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible. Do not then be afraid of defeat. You are never so near to victory as when defeated in a good cause.

Find out what your temptations are, and you will find out largely what you are yourself.

A mother has, perhaps, the hardest earthly lot; and yet no mother worthy of the name ever gave herself thoroughly for her child who did not feel that, after all, she reaped what she had sown.

The blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and example.

The rarest feeling that ever lights a human face is the contentment of a loving soul.

A man that has lost moral sense is like a man in battle with both of his legs shot off: he has nothing to stand on.