The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.

Enthusiasm is the leaping lightning, not to be measured by the horse-power of the understanding

It is one soul which animates all men.

To eat bread is one thing; to love the precepts of Christ and resolve to obey them is quite another.

Words are alive. Cut them and they bleed.

Great causes are never tried on their merits; but the cause is reduced to particulars to suit the size of the partizans, and the contention is ever hottest on minor matters.

The craft with which the world is made runs also into the mind and character of men. No man is quite sane; each has a vein of folly in his composition, a slight determination of blood to the head, to make sure of holding him hard to some one point which Nature has taken to heart.