Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.

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

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

Much of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.

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.

We reap what we sow, but nature has love over and above that justice, and gives us shadow and blossom and fruit, that spring from no planting of ours.

Human experience is usually paradoxical.