Great men are more distinguished by range and extent than by originality.
I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new.
The aspect of nature is devout. Like the figure of Jesus, she stands with bended head, and hands folded upon the breast. The happiest man is he who learns from nature the lesson of worship.
Commonsense is the wick of the candle.
O friend, never strike sail to a fear!
The Soul rules over matter. Matter may pass away like a mote in the sunbeam, may be absorbed into the immensity of God, as a mistis absorbed into the heat of the Sun--but the soul is the kingdom of God, the abode of love, of truth, of virtue.