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

As the sun's rays will irradiate even the murky pool, and make its stagnant waters to shine like silver, so doth God's goodness and tender mercy, towards the greatest sinner, and the blackest heart, make his own image visible there!

Duty itself is supreme delight when love is the inducement and labor. By such a principle the ignorant are enlightened, the hard-hearted softened, the disobedient reformed, and the faithful encouraged.

Mystery and innocence are not akin.

If gratitude is due from children to their earthly parent, how much more is the gratitude of the great family of men due to our father in heaven.

O sin, how you paint your face! how you flatter us poor mortals on to death! You never appear to the sinner in your true character; you make fair promises, but you never fulfil one; your tongue is smoother than oil, but the poison of asps is under your lip!

Brevity and conciseness are the parents of correction.