Those who plant trees plant hope.

The religion of our fathers overhung us children like the shadow of a mighty tree against the trunk of which we rested, while we looked up in wonder through the great boughs that half hid and half revealed the sky. Some of the boughs were already decaying, so that perhaps we began to see a little more of the sky than our elders; but the tree was sound at its heart.

There is something in the place where we were born that holds us always by the heart-strings.

Whatever science and philosophy may do for mankind, the world can never outgrow its need of the simplicity that is in Christ.

A friend is a beloved mystery; dearest always because he is not ourself, and has something in him which it is impossible for us to fathom. If it were not so, friendship would lose its chief zest.

Whatever with the past has gone, The best is always yet to come.

I am willing to make any part of my life public, if it will help others.