We can decide to let our trials crush us, or we can convert them to new forces of good.
The living word awakened my soul, gave it light, hope, joy, set it free!
Everybody talks, nobody listens. Good listeners are as rare as white crows.
I have an unshakable belief that mankind's higher nature is on the whole still dormant. The greatest souls reveal excellencies of mind and heart which their lesser fellows possess-hidden, it is true, but there all the same.
Of all the senses, sight must be the most delightful.
I am beginning to suspect all elaborate and special systems of education. They seem to me to be built up on the supposition that every child is a kind of idiot who must be taught to think. Whereas, if the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily.