Do Not Judge From Mere Appearances.

No Language Can Express The Power, And Beauty, And Heroism, And Majesty Of A Mother's Love. It Shrinks Not Where Man Cowers, And Grows Stronger Where Man Faints, And Over Wastes Of Worldly Fortunes Sends The Radiance Of Its Quenchless Fidelity Like A Star.

The Productions Of The Press, Fast As Steam Can Make And Carry Them, Go Abroad Through All The Land, Silent As Snowflakes, But Potent As Thunder. It Is An Additional Tongue Of Steam And Lightning, By Which A Man Speaks His First Thought, His Instant Argument Or Grievance, To Millions In A Day.

The Best Answer To All Objections Urged Against Prayer Is The Fact That Man Cannot Help Praying; For We May Be Sure That That Which Is So Spontaneous And Ineradicable In Human Nature Has Its Fitting Objects And Methods In The Arrangements Of A Boundless Providence.

The Golden Age Is Not In The Past, But In The Future; Not In The Origin Of Human Experience, But In Its Consummate Flower; Not Opening In Eden, But Out From Gethsemane.

A Great Many Men - Some Comparatively Small Men Now - If Put In The Right Position, Would Be Luthers And Columbuses.