Books form in us habits of thought which shall live forever with us.

our contempt of wealth does not extend beyond the hour when we can get it in possession.

A good home owes it, as an expression of thankfulness for its own happiness, to try and make up something of the lack that is in other homes.

We do not take much warning of our own mortality in seeing others die, nor of our own weakness in seeing others break down: we think we feel the springs of life stronger in us.

For national and social disasters, for moral and financial evils, the cure begins in the Household.

as all clocks need winding, so all human brains and bodies need to be wound up by sleeping.

What! nothing grand and noble to be admired, obeyed, copied? Ah, the lack is not without you, but within you!