The meanest thing in the world is the devil.

If God but cares for our inward and eternal life, if by all the experiences of this life He is reducing it and preparing for its disclosure, nothing can befall us but prosperity. Every sorrow shall be but the setting of some luminous jewel of joy. Our very morning shall be but the enamel around the diamond; our very hardships but the metallic rim that holds the opal, glancing with strange interior fires.

Liberty is the soul's right to breathe and, when it cannot take a long breath, laws are girdled too tight.

The world is God's workshop for making men in.

There are apartments in the soul which have a glorious outlook; from whose windows you can see across the river of death, and into the shining city beyond; but how often are these neglected for the lower ones, which have earthward-looking windows.

Books are not men and yet they stay alive.

A man that is afraid is never a man.