Have you ever rightly considered what the mere ability to read means? That it is the key which admits us to the whole world of thought and fancy and imagination? to the company of saint and sage, of the wisest and the wittiest at their wisest and wittiest moment? That it enables us to see with the keenest eyes, hear with the finest ears, and listen to the sweetest voices of all time? More than that, it annihilates time and space for us.

History is clarified experience.

True scholarship consists in knowing not what things exist, but what they mean; it is not memory but judgment.

Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in the grave.

The ultimate result of protecting fools from their folly is to fill the planet full of fools.

Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

Darkness is strong, and so is Sin, But surely God endures forever!