Nature protects us in our uttermost losses by a density through which conviction is slow to penetrate.

The form of religion was always a trivial matter to me. ... The pageantry of the Roman Church that first mothered and nurtured me touches me to this day. I love the Protestant prayers of the English Church. And I love the stern and knotty argument, the sermon with heads and sequences, of the New England Congregationalist. For this catholicity Catholics have upbraided me, churchmen rebuked me, and dissenters denied that I had any religion at all.

People incline to doubt the superiority of a person who will associate with them.

Nature protects us in our uttermost losses by a density through which conviction is slow to penetrate.

To see men admitting that you are what you believe yourself to be, is one of the triumphs of existence.

What we suffer for is enriched by our suffering until it becomes priceless.

The stoicism that comes of endurance has something of death in it.