Some clergymen make a motto, instead of a theme, of their texts.

A good smile is the sunshine of wisdom.

Servility is disgusting to a truly noble character, and engenders only contempt.

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.

Theories are always very thin and insubstantial, experience only is tangible.

A true religious instinct never deprived man of one single joy; mournful faces and a sombre aspect are the conventional affectations of the weak-minded.

How quickly a truly benevolent act is repaid by the consciousness of having done it!