Although I may express myself with some degree of pleasantry the purport of my words is entirely serious.

All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer.

Every child can remember laying his head in the grass, staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies.

It is the property of things seen for the first time, or for the first time after long, like the flowers in spring, to reawaken in us the sharp edge of sense and that impression of mystic strangeness which otherwise passes out of life with the coming of years; but the sight of a loved face is what renews a man's character from the fountain upwards.

Saints are sinners who kept on going.

There are two things that men should never weary of, goodness and humility; we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold, proud people.

Be what you are, and become what you are capable of becoming.