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.

Beware of those who are homeless by choice! You have no hold on human being whose affections are without a top-root!

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.

It is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures; nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven: In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths; Beneath her steady ray The desert circle spreads Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night!

There is no security in a good disposition if the support of good principles--that is to say, of religion, of Christian faith--be wanting. It may be soured by misfortune, it may be corrupted by wealth, it may be blighted by neediness, it may lose all its original brightness, if destitute of that support.

Little, indeed, does it concern us in this our mortal stage, to inquire whence the spirit hath come; but of what infinite concern is the consideration whither it is going. Surely such consideration demands the study of a life.