God's grace is the oil that fills the lamp of love.

No town can fail of beauty, though its walks were gutters and its houses hovels, if venerable trees make magnificent colonnades along its streets.

Everyone has influence, for good or bad, upon others.

Selfishness is that detestable vice which no one will forgive in others, and no one is without himself.

The deeper men go into life, the deeper is their conviction that this life is not all. It is an unfinished symphony. A day may round out an insect's life, and a bird or a beast needs no tomorrow. Not so with him who knows that he is related to God and has felt the power of an endless life.

It is defeat that turns bone to flint, gristle to muscle, and makes men invincible.

Flowers may beckon todwards us, but they speak todward heaven and God.