The cry of the soul is for freedom. It longs for liberty, from the date of its first conscious moments.

God be thanked that there are some in the world to whose hearts the barnacles will not cling.

Life always take on the character of its motive.

Labor is the instituted means for the methodical development of all our powers under the direction and control of the will.

Immortality--twin sister of Eternity.

if have got my spindle and my distaff ready--my pen and mind--never doubting for an instant that God will send me flax.

A fortune won in a day is lost in a day; a fortune won slowly, and slowly compacted, seems to acquire from the hand that won it the property of endurance.