Thorough selfishness destroys or paralyzes enjoyment. A heart made selfish by the contest for wealth is like a citadel stormed in war, utterly shattered.

A man in the right, with God on his side, is in the majority, though he be alone, for God is multitudinous above all populations of the earth.

The continuance and frequent fits of anger produce in the soul a propensity to be angry; which oftentimes ends in choler, bitterness, and moronity, when the mid becomes ulcerated, peevish, and querulous, and is wounded by the least occurrence.

When a man has no longer any conception of excellence above his own, his voyage is done, he is dead,--dead in trespasses and sin of blear-eyed vanity.

There is no slave out of heaven like a loving woman; and of all loving women, there is no such slave as a mother.

There is not a single heart but has its moments of longing.

We never know the love of the parent for the child till we become parents.