The heavens, with their everlasting faithfulness, look down on no sadder contradiction than the sluggard and the slattern in their prayers.

All beneficent and creative power gathers itself together in silence, ere it issues out in might.

The scepticism which men affect towards their higher inspirations is often not an honest doubt, but a guilty negligence, and is a sign of narrow mind and defective wisdom.

The incarnation is true, not of Christ exclusively, but of Man universally, and God everlastingly.

There is no room in the universe for the least contempt or pride; but only for a gentle and a reverent heart.

When speech is given to a soul holy and true, time, and its dome of ages, becomes as a mighty whispering-gallery, round which the imprisoned utterance runs, and reverberates forever.

Grief is only the memory of widowed affections.