Familiarity breeds contempt only when it breeds inattention.

Our character ... is an omen of our destiny, and the more integrity we have and keep, the simpler and nobler that destiny is likely to be.

The man who would emancipate art from discipline and reason is trying to elude rationality, not merely in art, but in all existence.

Truth is one of the realities covered in the eclectic religion of our fathers by the idea of God. Awe very properly hangs about it, since it is the immovable standard and silent witness of all our memories and assertions; and the past and the future, which in our anxious life are so differently interesting and so differently dark, are one seamless garment for the truth, shining like the sun.

The human mind is not rich enough to drive many horses abreast and wants one general scheme, under which it strives to bring everything.

The brute necessity of believing something so long as life lasts does not justify any belief in particular.

That fear first created the gods is perhaps as true as anything so brief could be on so great a subject.