“I can forgive, but I cannot forget,” is only another way of saying, “I will not forgive.”

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

Every boy wants someone older than himself to whom he may go in moods of confidence and yearning. The neglect of this child's want by grown people . . . is a fertile source of suffering.

God asks no man whether he will accept life. That is not the choice. You must take it. The only choice is how.

It is not the going out of port, but the coming in, that determines the success of a voyage.

There is no greater crime than to stand between a man and his development; to take any law or institution and put it around him like a collar, and fasten it there, so that as he grows and enlarges, he presses against it till he suffocates and dies.

Our children that die young are like those spring bulbs which have their flowers prepared beforehand, and leave nothing to do but to break ground, and blossom, and pass away. Thank God for spring flowers among men, as well as among the grasses of the field.