She did not want to talk of her sorrow, but with that sorrow in her heart she could not talk of outside matters.

Faith is the sense of life, that sense by virtue of which man does not destroy himself, but continues to live on. It is the force whereby we live.

And that which yesterday was the novel opinion of one man, to-day becomes the general opinion of the majority.

Art is a human activity consisting in this, that one man consciously, by means of certain external signs, hands on to others feelings he has lived through, and that other people are infected by these feelings, and also experience them.

To know God and to live is the same thing. God is Life.

For us, with the rule of right and wrong given us by Christ, there is nothing for which we have no standard. And there is no greatness where there is not simplicity, goodness, and truth.

There can be no peace for us, only misery, and the greatest happiness.