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.

Men cannot labor on always. They must have recreation.

Truth is the root of all the charities.

Godliness is practical religion.

Politeness is practical Christianity.

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

How many a knot of mystery and misunderstanding would be untied by one word spoken in simple and confiding truth of heart! How many a solitary place would be made glad if love were there, and how many a dark dwelling would be filled with light!