We Let Our Blessings Get Mouldy, And

We Never Know How Much One Loves Till We Know How Much He Is Willing To Endure And Suffer For Us; And It Is The Suffering Element That Measures Love. The Characters That Are Great Must, Of Necessity, Be Characters That Shall Be Willing, Patient And Strong To Endure For Others. To Hold Our Nature In The Willing Service Of Another Is The Divine Idea Of Manhood, Of The Human Character.

Conscience Is The Frame Of Character, And Love Is The Covering For It.

There Is No Friendship, No Love, Like That Of The Parent For The Child.

What A Mother Sings To The Cradle Goes All The Way Down To The Coffin.

Every Fresh Act Of Benevolence Is The Herald Of Deeper Satisfaction; Every Charitable Act A Stepping-stone Towards Heaven.