The indolent mind is not empty, but full of vermin.

The soul is a temple; and God is silently building it by night and by day. Precious thoughts are building it; disinterested love is building it; all-penetrating faith is building it.

The superfluous blossoms on a fruit tree are meant to symbolize the large way God loves to do pleasant things.

Flowers may beckon todwards us, but they speak todward heaven and God.

Books are not men and yet they stay alive.

Think of a man in a chronic state of anger!

A law is valuable not because it is law, but because there is right in it.