The soil in return for her service keeps the tree tied to her, the sky asks nothing and leaves it free.

... let us unite, not in spite of our differences, but through them. For differences can never be wiped away, and life would be so much the poorer without them. Let all human races keep their own personalities, and yet come together, not in a uniformity that is dead, but in a unity that is living.

We live in the world when we love it.

Men are cruel, but Man is kind.

The movement of life has its rest in its own music.

I believe in a spiritual world - not as anything separate from this world - but as its innermost truth. With the breath we draw we must always feel this truth, that we are living in God.

When I think of ages past That have floated down the stream Of life and love and death, I feel how free it makes us To pass away.