Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.

Jesus is the purest among the mighty, and the mightiest among the pure, who, with his pierced hand has raised empires from their foundations, turned the stream of history from its old channel, and still continues to rule and guide the ages

The happiness of life consists, like the day, not in single flashes (of light), but in one continuous mild serenity. The most beautiful period of the heart's existence is in this calm equable light, even although it be only moonshine or twilight. Now the mind alone can obtain for us this heavenly cheerfulness and peace.

The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.

Passion makes the best observations and the sorriest conclusions.

Despair is the only genuine atheism.

In science the new is an advance; but in morals, as contradicting our inner ideals and historic idols, it is ever a retrogression.