Clothes and manners do not make the man; but when he is made, they greatly improve his appearance.

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.

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

The things that hurt us teach us.

Many men want wealth,--not a competence alone, but a live-story competence. Everything subserves this; and religion they would like as a sort of lightning-rod to their houses, to ward off by and by the bolts of Divine wrath.

God's men are better than the devil's men, and they ought to act as though they thought they were.

Public sentiment is to public officers what water is to the wheel of the mill.