There's no dearth of kindness In the world of ours; Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers.

Not by appointment do we meet Delight And Joy; they heed not our expectancy; But round some corner in the streets of life, They, on a sudden, clasp us with a smile.

When man to man shall be friend and brother.

This world is full of beauty, as other worlds above, and if we did our duty, it might be as full of love.

I know no better way of waging the battle for Truth than arraying the facts face to face on either side and letting them fight it out.

They must find it difficult ... those who have taken authority as the truth, rather than truth as the authority.

All the rarest hues of human life take radiance and are rainbowed out in tears.