I like a man who likes to see a fine barn as well as a good tragedy.

We begin with friendships, and all our youth is a reconnoitering and recruiting of the holy fraternity they shall combine for thesalvation of men. But so the remoter stars seem a nebula of united light, yet there is no group which a telescope will not resolve; and the dearest friends are separated by impassable gulfs.

Whom God has put asunder, why should man put together?

In the woods we return to reason and faith.

All our progress is an unfolding, like the vegetable bud. You have first an instinct, then an opinion, then a knowledge, as the plant has root, bud, and fruit. Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason. It is vain to hurry it. By trusting it to the end it shall ripen into truth, and you shall know why you believe.

The greatest gift is a portion of thyself.

The world is young: the former great men call to us affectionately. We too must write Bibles, to unite again the heavens and the earthly world.