I have heard with admiring submission the experience of the lady who declared that the sense of being well dressed gives a feeling of inward tranquility which religion is powerless to bestow.
The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization.
The present is an edifice which God cannot rebuild.
Our relations to each other are oblique and casual.
What I need is someone who will make me do what I can.
Sympathy is a supporting atmosphere, and in it we unfold easily and well.