Every man is entitled to be valued by his best moment.

The blazing evidence of immortality is our dissatisfaction with any other solution.

The peace of the man who has forsworn the use of the bullet seems to me not quite peace, but a canting impotence.

The unique impression of Jesus upon mankind - whose name is not so much written as ploughed into the history of the world - is proof of the subtle virtue of this infusion. Jesus belonged to the race of prophets. He saw with open eyes the mystery of the soul. One man was true to what is in you and me. He, as I think, is the only soul in history who has appreciated the worth of man.

Nature may be as selfishly studied as trade. Astronomy to the selfish becomes astrology; psychology, mesmerism (with intent to show where aour spoons are gone); and anatomy and physiology become phrenology and palmistry.

Wisdom is infused into every form.

Every spirit makes its house, and we can give a shrewd guess from the house to the inhabitant.