Man is a simple being, and however rich, varied, and unfathomable he may be, the cycle of his situations is soon run through.

We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.

This world could not exist if it were not so simple. The ground has been tilled a thousand years, yet its powers remain ever the same; a little rain, a little sun, and each spring it grows green again.

Seldom in the business and transactions of ordinary life, do we find the sympathy we want.

The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone who thinks and feels with us, and who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.

Were not the eye made to receive the rays of the sun, it could not behold the sun; if the peculiar power of God lay not in us, how could the godlike charm us?

For that is love's nature that it lays claim to exclusive right and that all other claims are nil.