We like slipping, but not falling; our real anxiety is to be tempted enough.

The difference between those whom the world esteems as good and those whom it condemns as bad, is in many cases little else than that the former have been better sheltered from temptation.

Light, when suddenly let in, dazzles and hurts and almost blinds us: but this soon passes away, and it seems to become the only element we can exist in.

One saves oneself much pain, by taking pains; much trouble, by taking trouble.

Seeking is not always the way to find.

Poetry is to philosophy what the Sabbath is to the rest of the week.

Philosophy is the love of wisdom: Christianity is the wisdom of love.