The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.

The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering galleries, they are clearly heard at the end, and by posterity.

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.

In later life, as in earlier, only a few persons influence the formation of our character; the multitude pass us by like a distant army. One friend, one teacher, one beloved, one club, one dining table, one work table are the means by which one's nation and the spirit of one's nation affect the individual.

As a man grows older it is harder and harder to frighten him.

It is easy to flatter; it is harder to praise.

Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.