Nations and men are only the best when they are the gladdest, and deserve heaven when they enjoy it.
The look of a king is itself a deed.
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease.
The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.
How narrow our souls become when absorbed in any present good or ill! It is only the thought of the future that makes them great.
The last, best fruit which comes to late perfection, even in the kindliest soul, is tenderness toward the hard, forbearance toward the unforbearing, warmth of heart toward the cold, philanthropy toward the misanthropic.