I wanted to show how a man of sensitive and noble character, born for religion, comes to throw off the orthodoxies of his day and moment, and to go out into the wilderness where all is experiment, and spiritual life begins again.

Nothing ought to be told, I think that does not interest or kindle one's own mind in looking back; it is the only condition on which one can hope to interest or kindle other minds.

Every man is bound to leave a story better than he found it.

I regard the whole university system as a wretched sham. Knowledge! It has no more to do with knowledge than my boots.

Every great religion is, in truth, a concentration of great ideas, capable, as all ideas are, of infinite expansion and adaptation.

But the mind travels far - and mysteriously - in sleep.

praise is a great tonic, and helps most people to do their best.