Life is a boundless privilege, and when you pay for your ticket, and get into the car, you have no guess what good company you shall find there.

We owe to genius always the same debt, of lifting the curtain from the common, and showing us that divinities are sitting disguised in the seeming gang of gypsies and peddlars.

The moral sense is always supported by the permanent interest of the parties. Else, I know not how, in our world, any good would ever get done.

Coal lay in ledges under the ground since the Flood, until a laborer with pick and windlass brings it to the surface. We may well call it black diamonds. Every basket is power and civilization. For coal is a portable climate.

Jesus Christ belonged to the true race of the prophets. He saw with an open eye the mystery of the soul. . Alone in all history he estimated the greatness of man.

Creative force, like a musical composer, goes on unweariedly repeating a simple air or theme, now high, now low, in solo, in chorus, ten thousand times reverberated, till it fills earth and heaven with the chant.

The reverence for the Scriptures is an element of civilization, for thus has the history of the world been preserved, and is preserved.