“The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.”

That was a judicious mother who said, “I obey my children for the first year of their lives, but ever after I expect them to obey me.

The head learns new things, but the heart forever practices old experiences.

A man without self-restraint is like a barrel without hoops, and tumbles to pieces.

A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.

We should not judge people by their peak of excellence; but by the distance they have traveled from the point where they started.

I think you might dispense with half your doctors if you would only consult Dr. Sun more.

Blessed be the man whose work drives him. Something must drive men; and if it is wholesome industry, they have no time for a thousand torments and temptations.

There is no liberty to men who know not how to govern themselves.

A man in the right, with God on his side, is in the majority, though he be alone, for God is multitudinous above all populations of the earth.

The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.

Sorrow makes men sincere.

There is no man that lives who does not need to be drilled, disciplined, and developed into something higher and nobler and better than he is by nature. Life is one prolonged birth.

Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.

“I can forgive, but I cannot forget,” is only another way of saying, “I will not forgive.”

I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.

Debt rolls a man over and over, binding him hand and foot, and letting him hang upon the fatal mesh until the long-legged interest devours him.

If you spend any time with a man, you’ll realize that we’re all still little boys.

Live a life that makes you feel proud when you discuss your past with your children in the future.

If we teach today’s students as we taught yesterday’s, we rob them of tomorrow.

When I was a child, adults would tell me not to make things up, warning me of what would happen if I did. As far as I can tell so far, it seems to involve lots of foreign travel and not having to get up too early in the morning.

Perhaps my children will live in stone houses and walled towns -Not I.

Dear Child of God, I am sorry to say that suffering is not optional.

Do things that light up the child in you. Do things that make you feel honest and true.

Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’t, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me, Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.