Love is the only bow on Life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and the Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of Art—inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart— builder of every home—kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody, for Music is the voice of Love.

The way to be happy is to make others so.

Think of the egotism of a man who believes that an infinite being wants his praise!

Ignorance worships mystery; reason explains it; the one grovels, the other soars.

The idea that there is a God who rewards and punishes, and who can reward, if he so wishes, the meanest and vilest of the human race, so that he will be eternally happy, and can punish the best of the human race, so that he will be eternally miserable, is subversive of all morality.

Kindness is the sunshine in which virtue grows.

Darwin has done more to change human thought than all the priests who have existed.