The less we parade our misfortunes the more sympathy we command.

The less we parade our misfortunes the more sympathy we command.

The taxes of government are heavy enough, but not so heavy as the taxes we lay upon ourselves.

What is there glorious in the world, that is not the product of labor, either of the body or of the mind?

Truth is the root of all the charities.

Labour is man's great function, his peculiar distinction, his privilege. Can he not think so? Can he not see, that from being an animal to eat and drink and sleep, to become a worker... He is nothing, he can be nothing, he can achieve nothing, fulfil nothing, without working.

Our hearts must not only be broken with sorrow, but be broken from sin, to constitute repentance.