The deepest depth of vulgarism is that of setting up money as the ark of the covenant.
I want to meet my God awake.
Speech is great, but silence is greater.
History is the essence of innumerable biographies.
It is a strange trade that of advocacy. Your intellect, your highest heavenly gift is hung up in the shop window like a loaded pistol for sale.
One seems to believe almost all that they believe; and when they stop short and call it a Religion, and you pass on, and call it only a reminiscence of one, should you not part with the kiss of peace?