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

The Amen of nature is always a flower.

What refuge is there for the victim who is oppressed with the feeling that there are a thousand new books he ought to read, while life is only long enough for him to attempt to read a hundred?

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

Speak clearly, if you speak at all; carve every word before you let it fall.

To obtain a man's opinion of you, make him mad.

There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.