I can understand the things that afflict mankind, but I often marvel at God those which console. An atom may wound, but God alone can heal.

Consolation heaps without contact; somewhat like the blessed air which we need but to breathe.

Love enters the heart unawares: takes precedence of all the emotions--or, at least, will be second to none--and even reflection becomes its accomplice. While it lives, it renders blind; and when it has struck its roots deep only itself can shake them. It reminds one of hospitality as practiced among the ancients. The stranger was received upon the threshold of the half-open door, and introduced into the sanctuary reserved for the Penates. Not until every attention had been lavished upon him did the host ask his name; and the question was sometimes deferred till the very moment of departure.

The injustice of men subserves the justice of God, and often His mercy.

When we see the shameful fortunes amassed in all quarters of the globe, are we not impelled to exclaim that Judas' thirty pieces of silver have fructified across the centuries?

He who has never denied himself for the sake of giving has but glanced at the joys of charity.

I study much, and the more I study, the oftener I go back to those first principles which are so simple that childhood itself can lisp them.