The temple of our purest thoughts is silence.

It requires but a few threads of hope, for the heart that is skilled in the secret, to weave a web of happiness.

... rights are liable to be perverted to wrongs when we are incapable of rightly exercising them.

Water is the grand epic of creation; and there is not a human soul but feels the influence of its majesty, its power, or its beauty.

Among those kinds of food which the good housekeeper should scrupulously banish from her table, is that of hot leavened bread....I believe it more often lays the foundation of diseases of the stomach, than any other kind of nourishment, used among us.

Do not, as you value the health and happiness of those who sit at your table, place before them hot leavened bread or biscuit.

The most welcome guest in society will ever be the one to whose mind everything is a suggestion, and whose words suggest something to everybody.