The man who has no inner-life is a slave to his surroundings.

Nothing finite is true, is interesting, is worthy to fix my attention. All that is particular is exclusive, and all that is exclusive repels me.

The growth and development of the soul is more important than power and glory.

When everything is in its right place within us, we ourselves are in balance with the whole work of God.

Time and space are fragments of the infinite for the use of finite creatures.

I can find no words for what I feel. My consciousness is withdrawn into itself; I hear my heart beating, and my life passing. It seems to me that I have become a statue on the banks of the river of time, that I am the spectator of some mystery, and shall issue from it old, or no longer capable of age.

We are never more discontented with others than when we are discontented with ourselves.