I trust you as holy men trust God; you could do nought that was not pure and loving, though the deed might pierce me unto death.

If I have read religious history aright, faith, hope, and charity have not always been found in a direct ratio with a sensibility to the three concords; and it is possible, thank heaven! to have very erroneous theories and very sublime feelings.

It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.

It is hard to believe long together that anything is "worth while," unless there is some eye to kindle in common with our own, some brief word uttered now and then to imply that what is infinitely precious to us is precious alike to another mind.

In Rome it seems as if there were so many things which are more wanted in the world than pictures.

A toddling little girl is a centre of common feeling which makes the most dissimilar people understand each other.

Enveloped in a common mist, we seem to walk in clearness ourselves, and behold only the mist that enshrouds others.