[For men] to feel their souls withering within them, unthanked, to find their whole being sunk into an unrecognized abyss, to be counted off into a heap of mechanism numbered with its wheels, and weighed with its hammer strokes - this, nature bade not, - this, God blesses not, - this, humanity for no long time is able to endure.

There is nothing so great or so goodly in creation, but that it is a mean symbol of the gospel of Christ, and of the things He has prepared for them that love Him.

No human being, however great, or powerful, was ever so free as a fish.

You may either win your peace or buy it: win it, by resistance to evil; buy it, by compromise with evil.

To banish imperfection is to destroy expression, to check exertion, to paralyze vitality.

The question is not what man can scorn, or disparage, or find fault with, but what he can love, and value, and appreciate.

We are, after all, only trustees of the wealth we possess. Without the community and its resources... there would be little wealth for anyone.