247 Quotes by Edwin Hubbel Chapin

The child’s grief throbs against the round of its little heart as heavily as the man’s sorrow, and the one finds as much delight in his kite or drum as the other in striking the springs of enterprise or soaring on the wings of fame.

A man’s love for his native land lies deeper than any logical expression, among those pulses of the heart which vibrate to the sanctities of home, and to the thoughts which leap up from his father’s graves.

We have not the innocence of Eden; but by God’s help and Christ’s example we may have the victory of Gethsemane.

Glorify a lie, legalize a lie, arm and equip a lie, consecrate a lie with solemn forms and awful penalties, and after all it is nothing but a lie. It rots a land and corrupts a people like any other lie, and by and by the white light of God’s truth shines clear through it, and shows it to be a lie.

The universe is a vast system of exchange. Every artery of it is in motion, throbbing with reciprocity, from the planet to the rotting leaf.

If one’s conscience be dead as a stone, it is as heavy too.

There is a sweet anguish springing up in our bosoms when a child’s face brightens under the shadow of the waiting angel. There is an autumnal fitness when age gives up the ghost; and when the saint dies there is a tearful victory.

We do not compromise our own faith by admitting the honesty of another’s doubt.

We only attain the true idea of marriage when we consider it as a spiritual union – a union of immortal affections, of undying faculties, of an imperishable destiny.