A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.

Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down.

There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but a hatred of all injury.

We judge other according to results; how else?--not knowing the process by which results are arrived at.

We could never have loved the earth so well if we had no childhood in it if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as we sat lisping to ourselves on the grass . . .

Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.

Subtract from the New Testament the miraculous and highly impossible, and what will be the remainder?