Life is one, religion one, creeds are many and diverse.

Modesty is bred of self-reverence. Fine manners are the mantle of fair minds.

The eyes have a property in things and territories not named in any title-deeds, and are the owners of our choicest possessions.

Our ideals are our better selves.

There are truths that shield themselves behind veils, and are best spoken by implication. Even the sun veils himself in his own rays to blind the gaze of the too curious starer.

We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.

Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength, not my weakness.