We go all wrong by too strenuous a resolution to go right.

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

He whose genius appears deepest and truest excels his fellows in nothing save the knack of expression; he throws out occasionally a lucky hint at truths of which every human soul is profoundly though unutterably conscious.

The Christian faith is a grand cathedral with divinely pictured windows.

We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.

We do ourselves wrong, and too meanly estimate the holiness above us, when we deem that any act or enjoyment good in itself, is not good to do religiously.

I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.