There is only one path to Heaven. On Earth, we call it Love.

A tanned skin is something more than respectable, and perhaps olive is a fitter color than white for a man,--a denizen of the woods. "The pale white man!" I do not wonder that the African pitied him.

In accumulating property for ourselves or our posterity, in founding a family or a state, or acquiring fame even, we are mortal; but in dealing with truth we are immortal, and need fear no change nor accident.

With all your science can you tell me how it is, and when it is, that light comes into the soul?

There is no history of how bad became better.

Every man is tasked to make his life, even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour.

The news we hear, for the most part, is not news to our genius. It is the stalest repetition.