Skepticism is the chastity of the intellect, and it is shameful to surrender it too soon or to the first comer.

Philosophy is a more intense sort of experience than common life is, just as pure and subtle music, heard in retirement, is something keener and more intense than the howling of storms or the rumble of cities.

As widowers proverbially marry again, so a man with the habit of friendship always finds new friends.

The idea of Christ is much older than Christianity.

The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms timidly, and struggles to the light amid the thorns.

It is wisdom to believe the heart.

A soul is but the last bubble of a long fermentation in the world.