Whenever education and refinement carry us away from the common people, they are growing towards selfishness, which is the monster evil of the world. That is true cultivation which gives us sympathy with every form of human life, and enables us to work most successfully for its advancement. Refinement that carries us away from our fellow people is not God's refinement.

It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Worry is rust upon the blade.

Men are like trees: each one must put forth the leaf that is created in him.

The strength of a man consists in finding out the way God is going, and going that way.

Flowers may beckon todwards us, but they speak todward heaven and God.

The religion of Jesus Christ is not ascetic, nor sour, nor gloomy, nor circumscribing. It is full of sweetness in the present and in promise.

Leaves die, but trees do not. They only undress.