Do not think too much of the dead husk of your friend, or mourn too much over it, but send your thoughts out towards the real soul or self which has escaped — to reach it. For so, surely you will cast a light of gladness upon his onward journey, and contribute your part towards the building of that kingdom of love which links our earth to heaven.

Making a choice is like backing a horse - in a hundred years, they may decide you picked wrongly.

My ideas had been taking a socialistic shape for many years; but they were lacking in definite outline.

The other thing that happened in 1883 was my reading of Thoreau's Walden.

Let your mind be quiet, realizing the beauty of the world, and the immense boundless treasures that it holds.

I saw deep in the eyes of the animals, the human soul look out upon me.

IT is curious that, with my somewhat antinomian tendencies, I should have gone to Trinity Hall - which was, and is, before all a Law College - and should thus have been thrown into close touch with the legal element in life.