A man must consider what a rich realm he abdicates when he becomes a conformist.

Things are in the saddle. And ride mankind.

Of immortality, the soul, when well employed, is incurious. It is so well, that it is sure that it will be well. It asks no questions of the Supreme Power.

Prayer that craves a particular commodity—anything less than all good, is vicious. Prayer is the contemplation of the facts of life from the highest point of view. It is the soliloquy of a beholding and jubilant soul. It is the spirit of God pronouncing his works good. But prayer as a means to effect a private end is theft and meanness. It supposes dualism and not unity in nature and consciousness. As soon as the man is at one with God, he will not beg.

Great geniuses have the shortest biographies.

The world is all outside, it has no inside.

Pines a thousand years old. Every year they must go farther for them: they recede, like beavers and Indians, before the white man.