Poetry is a dangerous gift.
The Real [is] the sole foundation of the Ideal.
For prayer is the language of the heart.
Sympathy is the charm of human life.
Oh, that in religion, as in everything else, man would judge his brother man by his own heart; and as dear, as precious as his peculiar creed may be to him, believe so it is with the faith of his brother!
Truth is the vital breath of Beauty; Beauty the outward form of Truth.