There is always the possibility of beauty where there is an unsealed human eye; of music where there is an unstopped human ear; and of inspiration where there is a receptive human spirit.
The old echoes are long in dying.
Any supreme insight is a metaphor.
Ideals we do not make. We discover, not invent, them.
Virtue is safe only when it is inspired.
Faith is the very heroism and enterprise of intellect. Faith is not a passivity, but a faculty. Faith is power, the material of effect. Faith is a kind of winged intellect. The great work men of history have been men who believed like giants.