Many a happiness in life, a many a disaster, is due to chance alone; but the peace within us can never be governed by chance.

There is no soul that does not respond to love, for the soul of man is a guest that has gone hungry these centuries back.

They think that nothing will happen because they have closed their doors, and they do not know that it is in the soul that things always happen, and that the world does not end at their housedoor.

The souls of all our brethren are ever hovering about us, craving for a caress, and only waiting for the signal.

At every crossway on the path that leads to the future, each progressive spirit is opposed by a thousand men appointed to guard the past. Let us have no fear that the fair towers of former days be sufficiently defended. The least that the most timid among us can do is not to add to the immense dead weight that nature drags along.

Wisdom requires no form; her beauty must vary, as varies the beauty of flame. She is no motionless goddess, for ever couched on her throne.

An act of goodness is of itself an act of happiness.