“The babe at first feeds upon the mother's bosom, but it is always on her heart.”
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Mirth is the sweet wine of human life. It should be offered sparkling with zestful life unto God.
There are joys which long to be ours. God sends ten thousands truths, which come about us like birds seeking inlet but we are shut up to them, and so they bring us nothing, but sit and sing awhile upon the roof, and then fly away.
It is not the going out of port, but the coming in, that determines the success of a voyage.
What we call wisdom is the result of all the wisdom of past ages. Our best institutions are like young trees growing upon the roots of the old trunks that have crumbled away.