When you travel to the Celestial City, carry no letter of introduction. When you knock, ask to see God,--none of the servants.

The frontiers are not east or west, north or south, but wherever a man fronts a fact.

I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite - only a sense of existence. Well, anything for variety.

Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.

New ideas come into this world somewhat like falling meteors, with a flash and an explosion.

There is reason in the distinction of civil and uncivil. The manners are sometimes so rough a rind that we doubt whether they cover any core or sap-wood at all.

Thought is the sculptor who can create the person you want to be.