There are crowds who trample a flower into the dust without thinking once that they have one of the sweetest thoughts of God under their heel.

Scholarship, save by accident, is never the measure of a man's power.

Music was a thing of the soul — a rose-lipped shell that murmured of the eternal sea — a strange bird singing the songs of another shore.

In my judgment, a great mistake has been made by well meaning and zealous men, through treating error and infidelity with altogether too much respect.

Blessed is that man who knows his own distaff and has found his own spindle.

I have learned that to do one's next duty is to take a step toward all that is worth possessing.

God pity the man of science who believes in nothing but what he can prove by scientific methods; for if ever a human being needed divine pity, he does.