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.

All that is noble in the world's past history, and especially the minds of the great and good, are, in like manner, never lost.

High hearts are never long without hearing some new call, some distant clarion of God, even in their dreams; and soon they are observed to break up the camp of ease, and start on some fresh march of faithful service.

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

The mere lapse of years is not life. To eat, to drink, and sleep; to be exposed to darkness and the light; to pace around in the mill of habit, and turn thought into an instrument of trade-this is not life. Knowledge, truth, love, beauty, goodness, faith, alone can give vitality to the mechanism of existence.

We are each of us responsible for the evil we may have prevented.

Religion is no more possible without prayer than poetry without language, or music without atmosphere.