Happy is the man who has that in his soul which acts upon the dejected as April airs upon violet roots. Gifts from the hand are silver and gold, but the heart gives that which neither silver nor gold can buy. To be full of goodness, full of cheerfulness, full of sympathy, full of helpful hope, causes a man to carry blessings of which he is himself as unconscious as a lamp is of its own shining. Such a one moves on human life as stars move on dark seas to bewildered mariners; as the sun wheels, bringing all the seasons with him from the south.

All true religion must stand on true morality.

God is a being who gives everything but punishment in over measure.

Of all joyful, smiling, ever-laughing experiences, there are none like those which spring from true religion.

The tidal wave of God's providence is carrying liberty throughout the globe.

Someone calls biography the home aspect of history.

Self-contemplation is apt to end in self-conceit.