“If faith produce no works, I see That faith is not a living tree. Thus faith and…” — Hannah More

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

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

The wretch who digs the mine for bread, or ploughs, that others may be fed, feels less fatigued than that decreed to him who cannot think or read.

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