Bid, then, the tender light of faith to shine By which alone the mortal heart is led Unto the thinking of the thought divine.

The family is an early expedient and in many ways irrational. If the race had developed a special sexless class to be nurses, pedagogues, and slaves, like the workers among ants and bees, then the family would have been unnecessary. Such a division of labor would doubtless have involved evils of its own, but it would have obviated some drags and vexations proper to the family.

Artists have no less talents than ever, their taste, their vision, their sentiment are often interesting; they are mighty in their independence and feeble only in their works.

A simple life is its own reward.

The family is one of nature's masterpieces.

There is nothing sacred about convention; there is nothing sacred about primitive passions or whims; but the fact that a convention exists indicates that a way of living has been devised capable of maintaining itself.

Culture is on the horns of this dilemma: if profound and noble it must remain rare, if common it must become mean.