God makes the life fertile by disappointments, as he makes the ground fertile by frosts.

Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?

There is no greater crime than to stand between a man and his development; to take any law or institution and put it around him like a collar, and fasten it there, so that as he grows and enlarges, he presses against it till he suffocates and dies.

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

All things in the natural world symbolize God, yet none of them speak of Him but in broken and imperfect words.

But there have been human hearts, constituted just like ours, for six thousand years. The same stars rise and set upon this globe that rose upon the plains of Shinar or along the Egyptian Nile and the same sorrows rise and set in every age.

Laws are not masters but servants, and he rules them who obey them.