There are natures in which, if they love us, we are conscious of having a sort of baptism and consecration.

That is the bitterest of all,--to wear the yoke of our own wrong-doing.

A good solid bit of work lasts.

I care only to know, if possible, the lasting meaning that lies in all religious doctrine from the beginning till now.

If you deliver an opinion at all, it is mere stupidity not to do it with an air of conviction and well-founded knowledge. You make it your own in uttering it, and naturally get fond of it.

Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.

Animals are such agreeable friends.