If nobody has too much, everybody will have enough.

With their backs to the sunrise they worship the night.

They who stand with breaking hearts around this little grave, need have no fear. The larger and the nobler faith in all that is, and is to be, tells us that death, even at its worst, is only perfect rest ... The dead do not suffer.

In our era, the road to holiness necessarily passes through the world of action.

If God objected to [people with various handicaps], he ought not have created such people.

All prayers die in the air which they uselessly agitate.

For the most part we inherit our opinions. We are the heirs of habits and mental customs. Our beliefs, like the fashion of our garments, depend on where we were born. We are molded and fashioned by our surroundings.