The words which express our faith and piety are not definite; yet they are significant and fragrant like frankincense to superior natures.

What is called politics is comparatively something so superficial and inhuman, that practically I have never fairly recognized that it concerns me at all.

Let the beautiful laws prevail. Let us not weary ourselves by resisting them.

I fear that I have not got much to say about Canada, not having seen much; what I got by going to Canada was a cold.

What a pity if we do not live this short time according to the laws of the long time,--the eternal laws!

Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.

We are always paid for our suspicion by finding what we suspect. [So why not suspect good rather than bad in events, people and life and thereby find it more?]