God made the rose out of what was left of woman at the creation. The great difference is, we feel the rose's thorns when we gather it; and the other's when we have had it for some time.

In the morn of life we are alert, we are heated in its noon, and only in its decline do we repose.

A great man knows the value of greatness; he dares not hazard it, he will not squander it.

The writing of the wise are the only riches our posterity cannot squander.

The religion of Christ is peace and good-will,--the religion of Christendom is war and ill-will.

The worse of ingratitude lies not in the ossified heart of him who commits it, but we find it in the effect it produces on him against whom it was committed.

Every good writer has much idiom; it is the life and spirit of language.