God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs

The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.

But, oh, Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art, of all Thy gifts, Thyself thy crown!

The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.

The parable of the prodigal son, the most beautiful fiction that ever was invented; our Saviour's speech to His disciples, with which He closed His earthly ministrations, full of the sublimest dignity and tenderest affection, surpass everything that I ever read; and like the spirit by which they were dictated, fly directly to the heart.

Great offices will have great talents.

The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.