There is no way to success in art but to take off your coat, grind paint, and work like a digger on the railroad, all day and every day.

Among provocative, the next best thing to good preaching is bad preaching.

Alas for the unhappy man that is called to stand in the pulpit, and not give the bread of life.

In private places, among sordid objects, an act of truth or heroism seems at once to draw to itself the sky as its temple, the sun as its cradle. Nature stretches out her arms to embrace man, only let his thoughts be of equal greatness.

When he is pushed, tormented, defeated, he has a chance to learn something; he has been put on his wits, on his manhood; he has gained facts; learns his ignorance; is cured of the insanity of conceit; has got moderation and real skill.

God evidently does not intend us all to be rich, or powerful or great, but He does intend us all to be friends.

By going one step further back in thought, discordant opinions are reconciled by being seen to be two extremes of one principle, and we can never go so far back as to preclude a still higher vision.