The test of Christian character should be that a man is a joy-bearing agent to the world.

Go on your knees before God. Bring all your idols; bring self-will, and pride, and every evil lust before Him, and give them up. Devote yourself, heart and soul, to His will; and see if you do not "know of the doctrine.

Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.

What a mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin.

Sorrow is Mount Sinai. If one will, one may go up and talk with God, face to face.

Conceited men often seem a harmless kind of men, who, by an overweening self-respect, relieve others from the duty of respecting them at all.

We not only live among men, but there are airy hosts, blessed spectators, sympathetic lookers-on, that see and know and appreciate our thoughts and feelings and acts.