The soil out of which such men as he are made is good to be born on, good to live on, good to die for and to be buried in.

Be He nowhere else, God is in all that liberates and lifts, in all that humbles, sweetens, and consoles.

A word once vulgarized can never be rehabilitated.

Life is the jailer, death the angel sent to draw the unwilling bolts and set us free.

A great part of human suffering has its root in the nature of man, and not in that of his institutions.

Earth gets its price for what Earth gives us.

Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can't write, can surely review.