If Christ is not divine, every impulse of the Christian world falls to a lower octave, and light and love and hope decline.

Why is not a rat as good as a rabbit? Why should men eat shrimps and neglect cockroaches?

That state of mind in which a man is impressed with invisible things is faith.

Ignorance is the womb of monsters.

I know it is more agreeable to walk upon carpets than to lie upon dungeon floors, I know it is pleasant to have all the comforts and luxuries of civilization; but he who cares only for these things is worth no more than a butterfly, contented and thoughtless, upon a morning flower; and who ever thought of rearing a tombstone to a last summer's butterfly?

There can be no high civilization where there is not ample leisure.

A library is but the soul's burying ground. It is a land of shadows.