The Bible is to me the most precious thing in the world, because it tells me his story; and what good men thought about him who knew him and accepted him.

As Christ is the blossom of humanity, so the blossom of every man is Christ perfected in him.

It is not in the nature of politics that the best men should be elected. The best men do not want to govern their fellowmen.

Our life is no dream; but it ought to become one, and perhaps will.

Common people, whether lords or shop-keepers, are slow to understand that possession, whether in the shape of birth or lands or money or intellect, is a small affair in the difference between men.

The whole history of the Christian life is a series of resurrections. . . . Every time we find our hearts are troubled, that we are not rejoicing in God, a resurrection must follow; a resurrection out of the night of troubled thought into the gladness of the truth.

Her heart - like every heart, if only its fallen sides were cleared away - was an inexhaustible fountain of love: she loved everything she saw.