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.

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.

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.

Sin may be clasped so close, we cannot see its face.

Language is the amber in which a thousand precious and subtle thoughts have been safely embedded and preserved. It has arrested ten thousand lightning flashes of genius, which, unless thus fixed and arrested, might have been as bright, but would have also been as quickly passing and perishing, as the lightning.

Language is the close-fitting dress of thought.

Grammar is the logic of speech, even as logic is the grammar of reason.