There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence.

Better a false belief than no belief at all.

That golden sky, which was the doubly blessed symbol of advancing day and of approaching rest.

I can't bear fishing. I think people look like fools sitting watching a line hour after hour-or else throwing and throwing, and catching nothing.

I'm not one of those that can see the cat in the dairy and wonder what she's there for.

What is opportunity to the man who can't use it? An unfecundated egg, which the waves of time wash away into nonentity.

There is nothing I should care more to do, if it were possible, than to rouse the imagination of men and women to a vision of human claims in those races of their fellow-men who most differ from them in customs and beliefs.