A man who lives right, and is right, has more power in his silence than another has by his words.

The more man becomes irradiated with Divinity, the more, not the less, truly he is man.

No one ever fell under the burden of the day; it is only when the burden of tomorrow is added that the load becomes unbearable.

The trouble is that I'm in a hurry, but God isn't.

The man who goes through life with an uncertain doctrine not knowing what he believes, what a poor, powerless creature he is! He goes around through the world as a man goes down through the street with a poor, wounded arm, forever dodging people be meets on the street for fear they may touch him.

The earth has grown old with its burden of care, but at Christmas it always is young, the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair, and its soul full of music breaks the air, when the song of angels is sung.

To whatever world He carries our souls when they shall pass out of these imprisoning bodies, in those worlds these souls of ours shall find themselves part of the same great temple; for it belongs not to this earth alone.