Imagination is the air of mind.
Every believer is God's miracle.
All are of the race of God, and have in themselves good.
Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.
It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view.
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.