I have no faith in a human critter who hasn't one or two bad habits.

... in a wicked way, it is an incentive to good living to observe the spice of enjoyment there is to a godly soul in a very little sin.

Absurdity is the one thing love can't stand; it can overlook anything else, -- coldness, or weakness, or viciousness, -- but just be ridiculous and that's the end of it!

Grief is the price Love pays for being in the same world with Death.

silence is very moving to youth, for who knows what it hides?

the attempt to break a habit of years is necessarily experimental.

faith, it seems to me, is not the holding of certain dogmas; it is simply openness and readiness of heart to believe any truth which God may show.