Luxury! more perilous to youth than storms or quicksand, poverty or chains.

Love never reasons, but profusely gives; it gives like a thoughtless prodigal its all, and then trembles least it has done to little.

If faith produce no works, I see That faith is not a living tree. Thus faith and works together grow, No separate life they never can know. They're soul and body, hand and heart, What God hath joined, let no man part.

Idleness among children, as among men, is the root of all evil, and leads to no other evil more certain than ill temper.