What we gave, we have; What we spent, we had; What we left, we lost.

True art is reverent imitation of God.

Conscience is merely our own judgment of the right or wrong of our actions, and so can never be a safe guide unless enlightened by the word of God.

Anxiety is the poison of human life; the parent of many sins and of more miseries. In a world where everything is doubtful, and where we may be disappointed, and be blessed in disappointment, why this restless stir and commotion of mind? Can it alter the cause, or unravel the mystery of human events?

Piety and morality are but the same spirit differently manifested. Piety is religion with its face toward God; morality is religion with its face toward the world.

Where duty is plain delay is both foolish and hazardous; where it is not, delay may be both wisdom and safety.

Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.