There is hardly a mistake which in the course of our lives we have committed, but some proverb, had we known and attended to its lesson, might have saved us from it.

For we must share, if we would keep, that blessing from above; ceasing to give, we cease to have; such is the law of love.

We kneel, how weak; we rise, how full of power! Why, therefore, should we do ourselves this wrong, Or others — that we are not always strong, That we are ever overborne with care, That we should ever weak or heartless be, Anxious or troubled, when with us is prayer, And joy and strength and courage are with Thee?

Best friends might loathe us, if what things perverse we know of our own selves they also knew.

The love of our own language, what is it, in fact, but the love of our country expressing itself in one particular direction?

The sin of pride is the sin of sins; in which all subsequent sins are included, as in their germ; they are but the unfolding of this one.

The present is only intelligible in the light of the past.