A man of thought must feel the thought that is parent of the universe: that the masses of nature do undulate and flow.

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

Worst, when this sensualism intrudes into the education of young women, and withers the hope and affection of human nature, by teaching that marriage signifies nothing but a housewife's thrift, and that woman's life has no other aim.

The love that you withhold is the pain that you carry.

The foundation of culture, as of character, is at last the moral sentiment.

In a world of infinite choice people are struggling to figure out what to do.

The true thrift is always to spend on the higher plane; to invest and invest, with keener avarice, that he may spend in spiritualcreation, and not in augmenting animal existence. Nor is the man enriched, in repeating the old experiments of animal sensation; nor unless through new powers and ascending pleasures he knows himself by the actual experience of higher good to be already on the way to the highest.