Human experience is usually paradoxical.

Minds fettered by this doctrine no longer inquire concerning a proposition whether it is attested by sufficient evidence, but whether it accords with Scripture; they do not search for facts as such, but for facts that will bear out their doctrine. It is easy to see that this mental habit blunts not only the perception of truth, but the sense of truthfulness, and that the man whose faith drives him into fallacies treads close upon the precipice of falsehood.

It is in these acts called trivialities that the seeds of joy are forever wasted, until men and women look round with haggard faces at the devastation their own waste has made, and say, the earth bears no harvest of sweetness - calling their denial knowledge.

It is better sometimes not to follow great reformers of abuses beyond the threshold of their homes.

The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.

Falsehood is easy, truth so difficult.

One couldn't carry on life comfortably without a little blindness to the fact that everything has been said better than we can put it ourselves.