Sorrow has its reward. It never leaves us where it found us.

The devotion of thought to an honest achievement makes the achievement possible. Exceptions only confirm this rule, proving that failure is occasioned by a too feeble faith.

I love to observe Christmas in quietude, humility, benevolence, charity, letting good will towards man, eloquent silence, prayer, and praise express my conception of Truth’s appearing.

To love and to be loved, one must do good to others. The inevitable condition whereby to become blessed, is to bless others.

What we most need is the prayer of fervent desire for growth in grace, expressed in patience, meekness, love, and good deeds.

Truth is immortal; error is mortal.

Love enriches the nature, enlarging, purifying, and elevating it.