WHEN it is our duty to do an act of justice it should be done promptly.  To delay is injustice.

What am I brother for, but to forgive?

COULD a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant?

IT is exceedingly noteworthy that in the rule laid down here by our Lord, the responsibility of seeking reconciliation is laid primarily, not upon the man who has done wrong, but upon the man who has received the wrong.

We forgive injuries, we survive even our remorse for great wrongs that we ourselves commit;  but I doubt if we ever forgive slights of this nature put upon us, or forget circumstances in which our self-love has been made to suffer.

We are apt to forget completely a hundred little kindnesses and courtesies which one has shown us, and to remember a single careless slight or thoughtless word.

TOUCHINESS, when it becomes chronic, is a morbid condition of the inward disposition. It is self-love inflamed to the acute point.

DO nothing in a hurry.  Nature never does. ‘Most haste, worse speed,’ says the old proverb.  If you are in doubt, sleep over it.  But, above all, never quarrel in a hurry. 

IF this be one of our chief duties – promoting the happiness of our neighbours – most certainly there is nothing which so entirely runs counter to it, and makes it impossible, as an undisciplined temper.

And yet men laugh over it.  ‘Only temper, they call it:  a little hot-headedness, a momentary ruffling of the surface, a mere passing cloud.