It seems to me that the earth belongs to God who made it and entrusted it to men as a perpetual home. But it cannot have been part of His plan that some men should be ill with overfeeding and that others should die of starvation. No matter what anyone can say they cannot prevent me from feeling sad and angry when I see a beggar crying at a rich man's door.

Life in common among people who love each other is the ideal of happiness.

Work is not man's punishment. It is his reward and his strength and his pleasure.

The more you lose the right to be jealous, the more so you become!

The intellect seeks, the heart finds.

There are no more thorough prudes than those who have some little secret to hide.

... the progress of the language has caused us to lose many old treasures. It is thus with all progress, and one must make the best of it.