How many a knot of mystery and misunderstanding would be untied by one word spoken in simple and confiding truth of heart! How many a solitary place would be made glad if love were there, and how many a dark… — Orville Dewey Copy Share Image
Men cannot labor on always. They must have intervals of relaxation. They cannot sleep through these intervals. What are they to do? Why, if… — Orville Dewey Copy Share
There is nothing to do with men [and women] but to love them; to contemplate their virtues with admiration, their faults with pity and… — Orville Dewey Copy Share
The love of truth is the stimulus to all noble conversation. This is the root of all the charities. The tree which springs from… — Orville Dewey Copy Share
What is there glorious in the world, that is not the product of labor, either of the body or of the mind? — Orville Dewey Copy Share
A man seems never to know what anything means till he has lost it; and this I suppose is the reason why losses--vanishing away… — Orville Dewey Copy Share
Our hearts must not only be broken with sorrow, but be broken from sin, to constitute repentance. — Orville Dewey Copy Share
Every relation to mankind, of hate or scorn or neglect, is full of vexation and torment. — Orville Dewey Copy Share
The taxes of government are heavy enough, but not so heavy as the taxes we lay upon ourselves. — Orville Dewey Copy Share
Labour is man's great function, his peculiar distinction, his privilege. Can he not think so? Can he not see, that from being an animal… — Orville Dewey Copy Share
How many a knot of mystery and misunderstanding would be untied by one word spoken in simple and confiding truth of heart! How many… — Orville Dewey Copy Share
