It is said that a rogue does not look you in the face, neither does an honest man look at you as if he had his reputation to establish.
. . . I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days. . . .
The church is a sort of hospital for men's souls and as full of quackery as the hospital for their bodies.
What we need to know in any case is very simple.
As a man thinks of himself, so he is.
With all your science can you tell me how it is, and when it is, that light comes into the soul?