If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it's the light of the oncoming train.

No sincere desire of doing good need make an enemy of a single human being; that philanthropy has surely a flaw in it which cannot sympathize with the oppressor equally as with the oppressed.

The very gnarliest and hardest of hearts has some musical strings in it; but they are tuned differently in every one of us.

While tenderness of feeling and susceptibility to generous emotions are accidents of temperament, goodness is an achievement of the will and a quality of the life.

The mind can weave itself warmly in the cocoon of its own thoughts, and dwell a hermit anywhere.

My soul is not a palace of the past.

It is curious how tyrannical the habit of reading is...