The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends.
When a man mistakes his thoughts for persons and things, he is mad.
The water-lily, in the midst of waters, opens its leaves and expands its petals, at the first pattering of the shower, and rejoices in the rain-drops with a quicker sympathy than the packed shrubs in the sandy desert.
Contempt is egotism in ill- humor.
In what way, or by what manner of working, God changes a soul from evil to good, how He impregnates the barren rock--the priceless gems and gold--is to the human mind an impenetrable mystery, in all cases alike.