Every man carries a menagerie in himself; and, by stirring him up all around, you will find every sort of animal represented there.

Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.

Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.

So we fall asleep in Jesus. We have played long enough at the games of life, and at last we feel the approach of death. We are tired out, and we lay our heads back on the bosom of Christ, and quietly fall asleep.

Many a man has been dined out of his religion, and his politics, and his manhood, almost.

God wishes to exhaust all means of kindness before His hand takes hold on justice.

God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness.