The last refuge of intolerance is in not tolerating the intolerant.

Men and women are but children of a larger growth.

He was one of those men, and they are not the commonest, of whom we can know the best only by following them away from the marketplace, the platform, and the pulpit, entering with them into their own homes, hearing the voice with which they speak to the young and aged about their own hearthstone, and witnessing their thoughtful care for the everyday wants of everyday companions, who take all their kindness as a matter of course, and not as a subject for panegyric.

The desire to conquer is itself a sort of subjection.

Doubtless a great anguish may do the work of years, and we may come out from that baptism of fire with a soul full of new awe and new pity.

After all, the true seeing is within.

What people do who go into politics I can't think; it drives me almost mad to see mismanagement over only a few hundred acres.