Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
The Christian faith is a grand cathedral with divinely pictured windows.
But she named the infant "Pearl," as being of great price-purchased with all she had-her mother's only treasure!
Of all the events which constitute a person's biography, there is scarcely one ... to which the world so easily reconciles itself as to his death.
Life is made up of marble and mud.
The moment when a man's head drops off is seldom or never, I am inclined to think, precisely the most agreeable of his life.