The man who is always worrying about whether or not his soul would be damned generally has a soul that isn't worth a damn.

Yes, child of suffering, thou may'st well be sure He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!

We are all tattooed in our cradles with the beliefs of our tribe; the record may seem superficial, but it is indelible. You cannot educate a man wholly out of the superstitious fears which were early implanted in his imagination; no matter how utterly his reason may reject them...

I like children; I like 'em, and I respect 'em. Pretty much all the honest truth-telling there is in the world is done by them.

Death tugs at my ear and says, 'Live. I am coming.

Sweet is the scene where genial friendship plays the pleasing game of interchanging praise.

Learn the sweet magic of a cheerful face.