In the unceasing ebb and flow of justice and oppression we must all dig channels as best we may, that at the propitious moment somewhat of the swelling tide may be conducted to the barren places of life.

A long-established occupation may form the very foundations of the moral life, that the art with which a man has solaced his toil may be the salvation of his uncertain temperament.

Social advance depends quite as much upon an increase in moral sensibility as it does upon a sense of duty.

Private beneficence is totally inadequate to deal with the vast numbers of the city's disinherited.

The new growth in the plant swelling against the sheath, which at the same time imprisons and protects it, must still be the truest type of progress.

The classical city promoted play with careful solicitude, building the theater and stadium as it built the market place and the temple.

It is easy to become the dupe of a deferred purpose, of the promise the future can never keep.