Of a truth, Knowledge is power, but it is a power reined by scruple, having a conscience of what must be and what may be. . . .

bad literature of the sort called amusing is spiritual gin.

The moment of finding a fellow-creature is often as full of mingled doubt and exultation, as the moment of finding an idea.

It is, I fear, but a vain show of fulfilling the heathen precept, ''Know thyself,'' and too often leads to a self- estimate which will subsist in the absence of that fruit by which alone the quality of the tree is made evident.

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.

Those old stories of visions and dreams guiding men have their truth; we are saved by making the future present to ourselves.

No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.