The true one of youth's love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities.

In the days of my youth I remembered my God! And He hath not forgotten my age.

Whatever increases the strength and authority of your body over your mind, that is sin to you, however, innocent it may be in itself.

War, even in the best state of an army, with all the alleviations of courtesy and honor, with all the correctives of morality and religion, is nevertheless so great an evil, that to engage in it without a clear necessity is a crime of the blackest dye. When the necessity is clear, it then becomes a crime to shrink from it.

Whatever strengthens our local attachments is favorable both to individual and national character, our home, our birthplace, our native land. Think for a while what the virtues are which arise out of the feelings connected with these words, and if you have any intellectual eyes, you will then perceive the connection between topography and patriotism.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.

Oh, when a mother meets on high The babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight?