Worldly faces never look so worldly as at a funeral. They have the same effect of grating incongruity as the sound of a coarse voice breaking the solemn silence of night.
There are many victories worse than a defeat.
The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
The first condition of human goodness is something to love; the second, something to reverence.
The blessed work of helping the world forward, happily does not wait to be done by perfect men.
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
One of the tortures of jealousy is, that it can never turn its eyes away from the thing that pains it.
Net the large fish, and you’re sure to have the small fry.
Many an irritating fault, many an unlovely oddity, has come of a hard sorrow.
It is because sympathy is but a living again through our own past in a new form, that confession often prompts a response of confession.
In every parting there is an image of death.