A man in pursuit of greatness feels no little wants.
The Church seems to totter to its fall, almost all life extinct. On this occasion, any complaisance would be criminal which told you, whose hope and commission it is to preach the faith of Christ, that the faith of Christ is preached.
The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite.
The Englishman who has lost his fortune is said to have died of a broken heart.
Prayer as a means to effect a private end is theft and meanness.
My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me; you can never know how much of me such a young child can take away. A few weeks ago I accounted myself a very rich man, and now the poorest of all.