The more sincere we are in our belief, as a rule, the less demonstrative we are.

The indolent mind is not empty, but full of vermin.

Selfishness at the expense of others happiness is demonism.

Any man can work when every stroke of his hands brings down the fruit rattling from the tree ... but to labor in season and out of season, under every discouragement... that requires a heroism which is transcendent.

When flowers are full of heaven-descended dews, they always hang their heads; but men hold theirs the higher the more they receive, getting proud as they get full.

That endless book, the newspaper, is our national glory.

Nothing can compare in beauty, and wonder, and admirableness, and divinity itself, to the silent work in obscure dwellings of faithful women bringing their children to honor and virtue and piety.