There was one species of despotism under which he had long groaned, and that was petticoat government.

Christmas is a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart.

Christmas is here, Merry old Christmas, Gift-bearing Christmas, Day of grand memories, King of the year!

It is but seldom that any one overt act produces hostilities between two nations; there exists, more commonly, a previous jealousy and ill will, a predisposition to take offense.

There is a sacredness in tears

A mother is the truest friend we have when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity.

To occupy an inch of dusty shelf-to have the title of their works read now and then in a future age by some drowsy churchman or casual straggler, and in another age to be lost, even to remembrance. Such is the amount of boasted immortality.