Organized Christianity has probably done more to retard the ideals that were its founder's than any other agency in the world.

All myths that are something more than fancies gain rather than lose in value with time, by reason of the accretions of human experience.

Races and nations are thus ever ready to believe the worst of one another.

Youth, however, can afford to enjoy even its melancholy; for the ultimate fact of which that melancholy is a prophecy is a long way off.

A woman's beauty is one of her great missions.

Modern science, then, so far from being an enemy of romance, is seen on every hand to be its sympathetic and resourceful friend, its swift and irresistible helper in its serious need, and an indulgent minister to its lighter fancies.

The road recedes as the traveler advances, leaving a continuous present.