The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.

Something the heart must have to cherish, Must love and joy and sorrow learn; Something with passion clasp, or perish And in itself to ashes burn.

Let us labor for an inward stillness-- An inward stillness and an inward healing. That perfect silence where the lips and heart Are still, and we no longer entertain Our own imperfect thoughts and vain opinions, But God alone speaks to us and we wait In singleness of heart that we may know His will, and in the silence of our spirits, That we may do His will and do that only

I am never indifferent, and never pretend to be, to what people say or think of my books. They are my children, and I like to have them liked.

Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.

The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are inseparable and inevitable.

The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.