How true it is that, sooner or later, the' most rebellious must bow beneath the yoke of misfortune!

Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind.

Every time a new nation, America or Russia for instance, advances toward civilization, the human race perfects itself; every time an inferior class emerges from enslavement and degradation, the human race again perfects itself.

A Gothic building engenders true religion ... The light, falling through colored glass, the singular forms of the architecture, unite to give a silent image of that infinite mystery which the soul for ever feels, and never comprehends.

The entire social order ... is arrayed against a woman who wants to rise to a man's reputation.

Prayer is the life of the soul.

Have you not observed that faith is generally strongest in those whose character may be called the weakest?