The senses collect the surface facts of matter... It was sensation; when memory came, it was experience; when mind acted, it was knowledge; when mind acted on it as knowledge, it was thought.

Make yourself necessary to somebody.

You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you never know how soon it will be too late.

The babe in arms is a channel through which the energies we call fate, love, and reason visibly stream.

Only that mind draws me which I cannot read.

Art is the path of the creator to his work.

My friends have come to me unsought. The great God gave them to me. By oldest right, by the divine affinity of virtue with itself,I find them, or rather not I, but the Deity in me and in them derides and cancels the thick walls of the individual character, relation, age, sex, circumstance, at which he usually connives, and now makes many one.