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

There are many persons who look on Sunday as a sponge to wipe out the sins of the week

Reason is a permanent blessing of God to the soul. Without it there can be no large religion.

The moment an ill can be patiently handled, it is disarmed of its poison, though not of its pain.

A man that has lost moral sense is like a man in battle with both of his legs shot off: he has nothing to stand on.

I never know how to worship until I know how to love.

Sorrows, as storms, bring down the clouds close to the earth; sorrows bring heaven down close; and they are instruments of cleansing and purifying.