Happiness is the natural flower of duty.

There is such a difference between coming out of sorrow thankful for relief, and coming out of sorrow full of sympathy with and trust in Him who has released us.

Wherever souls are being tried and ripened, in whatever commonplace and homely way, there God is hewing out the pillars for His temple.

Life comes before literature, as the material always comes before the work. The hills are full of marble before the world blooms with statues.

If we could sweep intemperance out of the country, there would be hardly poverty enough left to

There is a necessary limit to our achievement, but none to our attempt.

Joy in one's work is the consummate tool.