Behind every individual closes organization; before him opens liberty,--the Better, the Best. The first and worse races are dead.The second and imperfect races are dying out, or remain for the maturing of the higher. In the latest race, in man, every generosity, every new perception, the love and praise he extorts from his fellows, are certificates of advance out of fate into freedom.

If we meet no gods, it is because we harbor none.

Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdom which cannot help itself.

Must we always talk for victory, and never once for truth, for comfort, and joy?

The gates of thought, - how slow and late they discover themselves! Yet when they appear, we see that they were always there, always open.

Dare to love God without mediator or veil.

Nature cannot be surprised in undress. Beauty breaks in everywhere.