Christ was a sublime actor on the stage of the world. He knew what he was thinking of when he said, "Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away." I draw near to him at such a time. Yet he taught mankind but imperfectly how to live; his thoughts were all directed toward another world. There is another kind of success than his. Even here we have a sort of living to get, and must buffet it somewhat longer. There are various tough problems yet to solve, and we must shift to live, betwixt spirit and matter, such a human life as we can.

Of all ebriosity, who does not prefer to be intoxicated by the air he breathes?

Men are as innocent as the morning to the unsuspicious.

The universe is wider than our views of it.

The stars are the jewels of the night, and perchance surpass anything which day has to show.

He who cannot read is worse than deaf and blind, is yet but half alive, is still-born.

I feel as if my life had grown more outward when I can express it.