Where there is a question of economy, I prefer privation.

Life grows darker as we go on, till only one pure light is left shining on it; and that is faith. Old age, like solitude and sorrow, has its revelations.

Silence is like nightfall. Objects are lost in it insensibly.

Since there must be chimeras, why is not perfection the chimera of all men?

Prayer has a right to the word "ineffable." It is an hour of outpourings which words cannot express,--of that interior speech which we do not articulate, even when we employ it.

One must be a somebody before they can have an enemy. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force.

The symptoms of compassion and benevolence, in some people, are like those minute guns which warn you that you are in deadly peril.