As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them.

Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.

God's sovereignty is not in His right hand; God's sovereignty is not in His intellect; God's sovereignty is in His love.

A library is but the soul's burying ground. It is a land of shadows.

Maple-trees are the cows of trees (spring-milked).

There's not much practical Christianity in the man who lives on better terms with angels and seraphs than with his children, servants and neighbours.

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.