Truth is the root, but human sympathy is the flower of practical life.

The creed of a true saint is to make the best of life, and to make the most of it.

Through every rift of discovery some seeming anomaly drops out of the darkness, and falls, as a golden link into the great chain of order.

Death is the condition of higher and more fruitful life.

Genius is the accumulated wealth of our humanity--its most intense development concentrated at one point, and then with clearer expression and with mysterious power shot back to us across the galvanic lines of thought and feeling.

Goodness consists not in the outward things we do, but in the inward thing we are.

Profaneness is a brutal vice. He who indulges in it is no gentleman, I care not what his stamp may be in society; I care not what clothes he wears, or what culture he boasts.