The love of truth is the stimulus to all noble conversation. This is the root of all the charities. The tree which springs from it may have a thousand branches, but they will all bear a golden and generous fruitage.

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

We may neglect the wrongs which we receive, but be careful to rectify those which we are the cause of to others.

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

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

Every relation to mankind, of hate or scorn or neglect, is full of vexation and torment.

Men cannot labor on always. They must have recreation.