The human heart, like a feather bed, needs often to be stirred, sometimes roughly, and given a variety of turns, else it grows hard and uncomfortable whereon to repose.

When the heart speaks, however simple the words, its language is always acceptable to those who have hearts.

Oh, may the love that is talked be <U>felt!</U> and so <U>lived</U>.

We should examine ourselves and learn what is the affection and purpose of the heart, for in this way only can we learn what we honestly are.

To live and let live, without clamour for distinction or recognition; to wait on Divine Love; to write [draw] on the tablet of one's own heart. This is the perfection of living, and my human ideal.

Mortals can never understand God's creation while believing that man is a creator.

Right motives give pinions to thought, and strength and freedom to speech and action.

Human affection is not poured forth vainly, even though it meet no return. Love enriches the nature, enlarging, purifying, and elevating it.

The world would collapse without Mind, without the intelligence which holds the winds in its grasp.

Home is the dearest spot on earth, and it should be the centre, though not the boundary, of the affections.

My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the Lord.

For God giveth to a man that is good in his sight wisdom, and knowledge, and joy.

He hath made every thing beautiful in his time.

To live is so startling, it leaves little time for anything else.

Weary the path that does not challenge.

We can affirm absolutely that nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.

Old age is when we think we are old... when regrets take the place of dreams.

Take your work seriously but your self lightly.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.

Giving up is a total waste of time.