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

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.

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

If grief is to be mitigated, it must either wear itself out or be shared.

Resignation is, to some extent, spoiled for me by the fact that it is so entirely conformable to the laws of common-sense. I should like just a little more of the supernatural in the practice of my favorite virtue.

Those who make us happy are always thankful to us for being so; their gratitude is the reward of their benefits.

Kindness causes us to learn, and to forget, many things.