It is not sin that kills the soul, but impenitence.

I have seldom seen much ostentation and much learning met together. The sun, rising and declining, makes long shadows; at mid day, when he is highest, none at all.

Every day is a little life, and our whole life is but a day repeated. Therefore live every day as if it would be the last. Those that dare lose a day, are dangerously prodigal; those that dare misspend it are desperate.

We must first pray, that God would make us wise; before we can wish, he would make us happy.

Perfection is the child of time.

It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out the sweet.

For every bad there might be a worse; and when one breaks his leg let him be thankful it was not his neck.