A careless and blasphemous use of the name of the Divine Being is not only sinful, but it is also prima facie evidence of vulgar associations.

How white are the fair robes of Charity as she walketh amid the lowly habitations of the poor!

None but the guilty know the withering pains of repentance.

Faith, in order to be genuine and of any real value, must be the offspring of that divine love which Jesus manifested when He prayed for His enemies on the cross.

There is one court whose findings are incontrovertible, and whose sessions are held in the chambers of our own breast.

Error is always more busy than truth.

A mother's love, in a degree, sanctifies the most worthless offspring.