The Real [is] the sole foundation of the Ideal.
Truth is the vital breath of Beauty; Beauty the outward form of Truth.
Poetry is a dangerous gift.
For prayer is the language of the heart.
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!
Sympathy is the charm of human life.