Success in marriage is more than finding the right person: it is being the right person.

Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

Thought is the soul of act.

For life, with all its yields of joy and woe Is just a chance o' the prize of learning love.

Rats They fought the dogs and killed the cats, And bit the babies in the cradles, And ate the cheeses out of the vats, And licked the soup from the cook's own ladles. Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats.

Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say,- not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,- not are, nor will be.