Out of the attempt to harmonize our actual life with our aspirations, our experience with our faith, we make poetry, - or, it may be, religion.

Conversation may be compared to a lyre with seven chords-philosophy, art, poetry, love, scandal, and the weather.

A cunning mind emphatically delights in its own cunning, and is the ready prey of cunning.

Satan--the impersonation of that mixture of the bestial, the malignant, the impious, and the hopeless, which constitute the fiend--the enemy of all that is human and divine.

All my experience of the world teaches me that in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred the safe side and the just side of a question is the generous side and the merciful side.

Now, it is a good sanitary principle, that what is curative is preventive.

Genius and sunshine have this in common that they are the two most precious gifts of heaven to earth, and are dispensed equally to the just and the unjust.