and we must learn to accommodate ourselves to the discovery that some of those cunningly-fashioned instruments called human souls have only a very limited range of music, and will not vibrate in the least under a touch that fills others with tremulous rapture or quivering agony.

It is in the nature of foolish reasonings to seem good to the foolish reasoner.

There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.

And when a woman's will is as strong as the man's who wants to govern her, half her strength must be concealment.

More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us.

One couldn't carry on life comfortably without a little blindness to the fact that everything has been said better than we can put it ourselves.

The most powerful movement of feeling with a liturgy is the prayer which seeks for nothing special, but is a yearning to escape from the limitations of our own weakness and an invocation of all Good to enter and abide with us.