We pray for those who have ceased to pray. We pray for those that need prayer more than ever, that have fewer and fewer seasons even of thought, that grow hard with years, that are less and less troubled by sin, and that are more and more irreverent of religion. We pray for the children of Christian parents who sometimes weep at the memory of father and mother, but who never have thought of God.

Reason can tell how love affects us, but cannot tell what love is.

God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness.

If Christ is not divine, every impulse of the Christian world falls to a lower octave, and light and love and hope decline.

Compassion will cure more sins than condemnation.

The dog is the god of frolic.

Men are like trees: each one must put forth the leaf that is created in him.