There is nothing that needs to be said in an unkind manner.

There is no doubt that religious fanatics have done more to prejudice the cause they affect to advocate than have its opponents.

It is in sickness that we most feel the need of that sympathy which shows how much we are dependent upon one another for our comfort, and even necessities. Thus disease, opening our eyes to the realities of life, is an indirect blessing.

There is one court whose findings are incontrovertible, and whose sessions are held in the chambers of our own breast.

A true religious instinct never deprived man of one single joy; mournful faces and a sombre aspect are the conventional affectations of the weak-minded.

True sympathy is putting ourselves in another's place; and we are moved in proportion to the reality of our imagination.

If we are at peace with God and our own conscience, what enemy among men need we fear?