Faith may rise into miracles of might, as some few wise men have shown; faith may sink into credulities of weakness, as the mass of fools have witnessed.

Error is a hardy plant; it flourisheth in every soil; In the heart of the wise and good, alike with the wicked and foolish; For there is no error so crooked, but it hath in it some lines of truth.

Faith may rise into miracles of might, as some few wise men have shown; faith may sink into credulities of weakness, as the mass of fools have witnessed.

Ridicule is a weak weapon when pointed at a strong mind; but common people are cowards and dread an empty laugh.

Hate furroweth the brow; and a man may frown till he hateth.

Hatred is the atmosphere of hell.

He who does not tire, tires adversity.