The louder he talked of his honor, the faster we counted our spoons.

Difficulties exist to be surmounted.

Not in his goals but in his transitions, man is great.

Let no one honour me with tears, or bury me with lamentation. Why? Because I fly hither and thither, living in the mouths of me.

It is my desire, in the office of a Christian minister, to do nothing which I cannot do with my whole heart. Having said this, I have said all.

It sometimes occurs that memory has a personality of its own and volunteers or refuses its information at its will, not at mine.

The soul raised over passion beholds identity and eternal causation, perceives the self-existance of Truth and Right, and calms itself with knowing that all things go well.