“Beauty may be said to be God’s trademark in creation.”

The things that hurt us teach us.

There is tonic in the things that men do not love to hear. Free speech is to a great people what the winds are to oceans and where free speech is stopped miasma is bred, and death comes fast.

The unthankful heart discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!

True elegance becomes the more so as it approaches simplicity.

You never know till you try to reach them how accessible men are; but you must approach each man by the right door.

There are persons so radiant, so genial, so kind, so pleasure-bearin g, that you instinctively feel in their presence that they do you good; whose coming into a room is like bringing a lamp there.

We need not fear shipwreck when God is the pilot.

See to it that each hour’s feelings, and thoughts, and actions are pure and true; then will your life be such.

It is not when the cable lies coiled up on the deck that you know how strong or how weak it is; it is when it is put to the test.

As warmth makes even glaciers trickle, and opens streams in the ribs of frozen mountains, so the heart knows the full flow and life of its grief only when it begins to melt and pass away.

It is not merely cruelty that leads men to love war, it is excitement.

People may talk about the equality of the sexes! They are not equal. The silent smile of a sensible, loving woman will vanquish ten men.

God has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man’s roots are planted in night as in a soil.

The Church is not a gallery for the exhibition of eminent Christians, but a school for the education of imperfect ones.

There is a power in the human mind to see things as they are but there is equally a power to see things as they might be.

Spreading Christianity abroad is sometimes an excuse for not having it at home.

It’s beauty in the struggle, ugliness in the success.

Poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

Beauty was not simply something to behold; it was something one could do.

For each of us as women, there is a dark place within, where hidden and growing our true spirit rises, beautiful and tough as chestnut stanchions against our nightmare of weakness.

What makes the desert beautiful,’ said the little prince, ‘is that somewhere it hides a well.

The love and trust your kids have for you is something beautiful.

I think that personality traits that come through when somebody is really sincere is what makes them beautiful.

Yet through all this stress the forest is maintained in marvelous beauty.