It is in sickness that we most feel the need of that sympathy which shows how much we are dependent upon one another for our comfort, and even necessities. Thus disease, opening our eyes to the realities of life, is an indirect blessing.

To talk of luck and chance only shows how little we really know of the laws which govern cause and effect.

There is nothing that needs to be said in an unkind manner.

Self-respect is the best of all.

The eye is the inlet to the soul, and it is well to beware of him whose visual organs avoid your honest regard.

Doubt is the incentive to truth and inquiry leads the way.

Our blessings are the least heeded, because the most common events of life.