Happiness and Virtue clasp hands and walk together.

The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master.

We recognize the action of God in great things: we exclude it in small. We forget that the Lord of eternity is also the Lord of the hour.

We expect everything and are prepared for nothing.

The symptoms of compassion and benevolence, in some people, are like those minute guns which warn you that you are in deadly peril.

All the joys of earth will not assuage our thirst for happiness; while a single grief suffices to shroud life in a sombre veil, and smite it with nothingness at all points.

There is, by God's grace, an immeasurable distance between late and too late.