On the contrary, having the amiable vanity which knits us to those who are fond of us, and disinclines us to those who are indifferent, and also a good grateful nature, the mere idea that a woman had a kindness towards him spun little threads of tenderness from out his heart towards hers.

It's but little good you'll go a-water-ing the last year's crop.

What do we live for if not to make life less difficult for each other?

Truth has rough flavours if we bite it through.

When a homemaking aunt scolds a niece for following her evangelistic passion instead of domestic pursuits, her reply is interesting. First, she clarifies that God's individual call on her doesn't condemn those in more conventional roles. Then, she says she can no more ignore the cry of the lost than her aunt can the cry of her child.

College mostly makes people like bladders—just good for nothing but t’ hold the stuff as is poured into ‘em.