Our expenses are all for conformity.

Our relations to each other are oblique and casual.

The wise man in the storm prays God not for safety from danger but for deliverance from fear. It is the storm within which endangers him[,] not the storm without.

Talent for talent's sake is a bauble and a show. Talent working with joy in the cause of universal truth lifts the possessor to new power as a benefactor.

The soul is the perceiver and the revealer of truth.

Genius seems to consistent merely in trueness of sight.

There are other measures of self-respect for a man, than the number of clean shirts he puts on every day.