The strength of a man consists in finding out the way God is going, and going that way.

A door that seems to stand open must be of a man's size, or it is not the door that providence means for him.

Heaven is a place of restless activity, the abode of never-tiring thought.

God has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man's roots are planted in night as in a soil.

There is always work, and tools to work withal, for those, who will.

The slave labors, but with no cheer - it is not the road to respectability, it will honor him with no citizens' trust, it brings no bread to his family, no grain to his garner, no leisure in after-days, no books or papers to his children. It opens no school-house door, builds no church, rears for him no factory, lays no keel, fills no bank, earns no acres. With sweat and toil and ignorance he consumes his life, to pour the earnings into channels from which he does no drink, into hands that never honor him. But perpetually rob and often torment.

You cannot sift out the poor from the community. The poor are indispensable to the rich.