And her life will perhaps be the richer, for holding now within it the memory of what came, but could not stay.

No one is likely to remember what is entirely uninteresting to him.

This is a wise, sane Christian faith: that a man commit himself, his life, and his hopes to God; that God undertakes the special protection of that man; that therefore that man ought not to be afraid of anything.

But words are vain; reject them all— They utter but a feeble part: Hear thou the depths from which they call, The voiceless longing of my heart.

It is simply absurd to say you believe, or even want to believe, in Him, if you do not do anything He tells you.

Real good-breeding is independent of the forms and refinements of what has assumed to itself the name of society.

Only because uplifted in song, was I able to endure the blaze of the dawn.