The true definition of a snob is one who craves for what separates men rather than for what unites them.

Bethink you of the blessedness. Every wife is like the Mother of God and has the hope of bearing a saviour of mankind.

The robe of flesh wears thin, and with the years God shines through all things.

You think that a wall as solid as the earth separates civilization from barbarism. I tell you the division is a thread, a sheet of glass. A touch here, a push there, and you bring back the reign of Saturn.

Most true points are fine points. There never was a dispute between mortals where both sides hadn't a bit of right.

There may be peace without joy, and joy without peace, but the two combined make happiness.

To see what is right and not to do it is cowardice. It is never a question of who is right but what is right.