The socialism of our day has done good service in setting men to thinking how certain civilizing benefits, now only enjoyed by theopulent, can be enjoyed by all.

The piety of the Hebrew prophets purges their grossness. The circumcision is an example of the power of poetry to raise the low and offensive.

The day is always his, who works in it with serenity and great aims.

We are too civil to books. For a few golden sentences we will turn over and actually read a volume of four or five hundred pages.

When a resolute young fellow steps up to the great bully, the world, and takes him boldly by the beard, he is often surprised to find it comes off in his hand, and that it was only tied on to scare away the timid adventurers.

No hope so bright but is the beginning of its own fulfilment.

That man is idle who can do something better.