Everyday is a birthday; every moment of it is new to us; we are born again, renewed for fresh work and endeavor.

The eyes of a man in the jaundice make yellow observations on everything; and the soul tinctured with any passion diffuses a false color over the appearance of things.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite, for God hath made them so.

A dogmatical spirit inclines a man to be censorious of his neighbors. Every one of his opinions appears to him written, as it were, with sunbeams, and he grows angry that his neighbors do not see it in the same light. He is tempted to disdain his correspondents as men of low and dark understandings because they do not believe what he does.

Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, while others fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?

Acquaint yourself with your own ignorance.

Forbid it Lord that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.