This perpetual hurry of business and company ruins me in soul if not in body. More solitude and earlier hours!

Is it not the great end of religion, and, in particular, the glory of Christianity, to extinguish the malignant passions; to curb the violence, to control the appetites, and to smooth the asperities of man; to make us compassionate and kind, and forgiving one to another; to make us good husbands, good fathers, good friends; and to render us active and useful in the discharge of the relative social and civil duties?

The shortening of devotions starves the soul, it grows lean and faint

Can one serve God and one's nation in parliament?

I must secure more time for private devotions. I have been living far too public for me. The shortening of devotions starves the soul, it grows lean and faint. I have been keeping too late hours.

God has so made the mind of man that a peculiar deliciousness resides in the fruits of personal industry.

If to be feelingly alive to the sufferings of my fellow-creatures is to be a fanatic, I am one of the most incurable fanatics ever permitted to be at large.