It is in rugged crises, in unbearable endurance, and in aims which put sympathy out of the question, that the angel is shown.

Every violation of truth is not only a sort of suicide in the liar, but is a stab at the health of human society.

I see not any road of perfect peace which a man can walk but after the counsel of his own bosom.

The evolution of a highly destined society must be moral; it must run in the grooves of the celestial wheels.

Few people have any next, they live from hand to mouth without a plan, and are always at the end of their line.

Have mountains, and waves, and skies, no significance but what we consciously give them, when we employ them as emblems of our thoughts?

Don't waste life in doubts and fears; spend yourself on the work before you, well assured that the right performance of this hour's duties will be the best preparation for the hours and ages that will follow it.