Christ taught an astonishing thing about physical death: not merely that it is an experience robbed of its terror but that as an experience it does not exist at all. To "sleep in Christ," like one that wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase is fruits of innocence and blessedness.

Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster children into strength and athletic proportion.

The victory of endurance born.

Difficulty is the nurse of greatness.

Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson.

Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave -