A spark is a little thing, yet it may kindle the world.

Error is a hardy plant; it flourishes in every soil.

How beautiful is modesty! It winneth upon all beholders; but a word or a glance may destroy the pure love that should have been for thee.

A man looketh on his little one as a being of better hope; in himself ambition is dead, but it bath a resurrection in his son.

Anger is a noble infirmity; the generous failing of the just; the one degree that riseth above zeal, asserting the prerogative of virtue.

Betray mean terror of ridicule, thou shalt find fools enough to mock thee; but answer thou their language with contempt, and the scoffers will lick thy feet.

Lay not the plummet to the line; religion hath no landmarks; no human keenness can discern the subtle shades of faith.