Her face was fair and pretty, with eyes like two bits of night sky, each with a star dissolved in the blue.

I tell you, there are more worlds, and more doors to them, than you will think of in many years!

All those evil doctrines about God that work misery and madness have their origin in the brains of the wise and prudent, not in the hearts of children.

All haste implies weakness.

Not only then has each man his individual relation to God, but each man has his peculiar relation to God.

To cease to wonder is to fall plumb-down from the childlike to the commonplace—the most undivine of all moods intellectual. Our nature can never be at home among things that are not wonderful to us.

Whose work is it but your own to open your eyes? But indeed the business of the universe is to make such a fool out of you that you will know yourself for one, and begin to be wise.