Writing can come naturally to some. Still, when it comes to good writing, this is true: Easy reading is damn hard writing.

Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.

Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.

Technologies of easy travel "give us wings; they annihilate the toil and dust of pilgrimage; they spiritualize travel! Transition being so facile, what can be any man's inducement to tarry in one spot? Why, therefore, should he build a more cumbrous habitation than can readily be carried off with him? Why should he make himself a prisoner for life in brick, and stone, and old worm-eaten timber, when he may just as easily dwell, in one sense, nowhere,-in a better sense, wherever the fit and beautiful shall offer him a home?

Nervous and excitable persons need to talk a great deal, by way of letting off their steam.

Just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God's care and pity for every separate need.

Let the attempt be made, at whatever risk.