If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love.
The innocence that feels no risk and is taught no caution, is more vulnerable than guilt, and oftener assailed.
Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart rendered to God for his goodness.
He who binds his soul to knowledge, steals the key of heaven.
The lily and the rose in her fair face striving for precedence.
At present there is no distinction among the upper ten thousand of the city.
Press on! for in the grave there is no work and no device. Press on! while yet you may.
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