Happy is the man who has that in his soul which acts upon the dejected as April airs upon violet roots. Gifts from the hand are silver and gold, but the heart gives that which neither silver nor gold can buy. To be full of goodness, full of cheerfulness, full of sympathy, full of helpful hope, causes a man to carry blessings of which he is himself as unconscious as a lamp is of its own shining. Such a one moves on human life as stars move on dark seas to bewildered mariners; as the sun wheels, bringing all the seasons with him from the south.

The ignorant classes are the dangerous classes.

Nothing dies so hard, or rallies so often as intolerance.

It is the end of art to inoculate men with the love of nature.

God's men are better than the devil's men, and they ought to act as though they thought they were.

Sorrows are gardeners: they plant flowers along waste places, and teach vines to cover barren heaps.

Faith is spiritualized imagination.