There is no teaching until the pupil is brought into the same state or principle in which you are; a transfusion takes place; he is you, and you are he; then is a teaching; and by no unfriendly chance or bad company can he ever lose the benefit.

Each particle is a microcosm, and faithfully renders the likeness of the world.

Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.

A house is made with walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.

Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.

though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till.

The soul is not born; it does not die; it was not produced from anyone… Unborn, eternal, it is not slain, though the body is slain.