What is failure except feebleness? And what is it to miss one's mark except to aim widely and weakly?

It needs a great nature to bear the weight of a great gratitude.

Imagination without culture is crippled and moves slowly; but it can be pure imagination, and rich also, as folk-lore will tell the vainest.

Who has passed by the fates of disillusion has died twice.

Christianity ... has produced the iniquities of the Inquisition, the egotism and celibacy of the monasteries, the fury of religious wars, the ferocity of the Hussite, of the Catholic, of the Puritan, of the Spaniard, of the Irish Orangeman and of the Irish Papist; it has divided families, alienated friends, lighted the torch of civil war, and borne the virgin and the greybeard to the burning pile, broken delicate limbs upon the wheel and wrung the souls and bodies of innocent creatures on the rack; all this it has done, and done in the name of God.

Indifference is the invincible grant of the world.

Could we see when and where we are to meet again, we would be more tender when we bid our friends goodbye.