The choicest thing this world has for a man is affection.

A man may carry the whole scheme of Christian truth in his mind from boyhood to old age without the slightest effect upon his character and aims. It has had less influence than the multiplication table.

A man who in the struggles of life has no home to retire to, in fact or in memory, is without life's best rewards and life's best defences.

There is no royal road to anything. One thing at a time, all things in succession. That which grows fast, withers as rapidly. That which grows slowly, endures.

A fit of anger is as fatal to dignity as a dose of arsenic is to life.

Ideals are the world's masters.

No genuine observer can decide otherwise than that the homes of a nation are the bulwarks of personal and national safety and thrift.