Peace is that state in which fear of any kind is unknown.

We can pay our debts to the past by putting the future in debt to ourselves.

Civilization is a conspiracy. Modern life is the silent compact of comfortable folk to keep up pretences.

Pessimism is the one ism which kills the soul.

The Church of Christ is an anvil which has worn out many hammers. Our opponents may boast of their strength, but they do not realize what they have challenged.

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.

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