I learned that he that will be a hero will barely be a man; that he that will be nothing but a doer of his work is sure of his manhood.

The doing of things from duty is but a stage on the road to the kingdom of truth and love.

God left the world unfinished for man to work his skill upon. He left the electricity still in the cloud, the oil still in the earth.

The mind of the many is not the mind of God.

To have what we want is riches; but to be able to do without is power.

I wondered over again for the hundredth time what could be the principle which, in the wildest, most lawless, fantastically chaotic, apparently capricious work of Nature, always kept it beautiful.

It is our best work that God wants, not the dregs of our exhaustion. I think he must prefer quality to quantity.