The worst thing in this world, next to anarchy, is government.

The pen is the tongue of the hand; a silent utterer of words for the eye.

The clearest window that ever was fashioned if it is barred by spiders' webs, and hung over with carcasses of insects, so that the sunlight has forgotten to find its way through, of what use can it be? Now, the Church is God's window; and if it is so obscured by errors that its light is darkness, how great is that darkness!

A helping word to one in trouble is often like a switch on a railroad track-an inch between wreck and smooth-rolling prosperity.

One should go to sleep as homesick passengers do, saying, "Perhaps in the morning we shall see the shore.

The imagination is the secret and marrow of civilization. It is the very eye of faith.

Give us that calm certainty of truth, that nearness to Thee, that conviction of the reality of the life to come, which we shall need to bear us through the troubles of this.