Coffee is good for talent, but genius wants prayer.

The hues of the opal, the light of the diamond, are not to be seen if the eye is too near.

Life is our dictionary.

Self sacrifice is the real miracle out of which all the reported miracles grow.

The universe is represented in every one of it's particles. Everything is made of one hidden stuff. The world globes itself in a drop of dew. The true doctrine of omnipresence is that God appears with all His parts in every moss and cobweb.

Thanks to the morning light, Thanks to the foaming sea, To the uplands of New Hampshire, To the green-haired forest free.

But what help from these fineries or pedantries? What help from thought? Life is not dialectics. We, I think, in these times, have had lessons enough of the futility of criticism.