Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks.
Without a rich heart, wealth is an ugly beggar.
He that rides his hobby gently must always give way to him that rides his hobby hard.
Conservatism makes no poetry, breathes no prayer, has no invention; it is all memory. Reform has no gratitude, no prudence, no husbandry.
Though love repine, and reason chafe, There came a voice without reply,- "'Tis man's perdition to be safe, When for the truth he ought to die."