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.

Nothing at times is more expressive than silence.

I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!

Harold, like the rest of us, had many impressions which saved him the trouble of distinct ideas.

The wrong that rouses our angry passions finds only a medium in us; it passes through us like a vibration, and we inflict what we have suffered.

Life is measured by the rapidity of change, the succession of influences that modify the being.

The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.