Let every man come to God in his own way.

The natural term of an apple-pie is but twelve hours. It reaches its highest state about one hour after it comes from the oven, and just before its natural heat has quite departed. But every hour afterward is a declension. And after it is one day old, it is thence-forward but the ghastly corpse of apple-pie.

Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?

That energy which makes a child hard to manage is the energy which afterwards makes him a manager of life.

A door that seems to stand open must be of a man's size, or it is not the door that providence means for him.

Hope is sweet-minded and sweet-eyed. It draws pictures; it weaves fancies; it fills the future with delight.

Scepticism is a barren coast, without a harbor or lighthouse.