Experience of actual fact either teaches fools or abolishes them.

To know, to get into the truth of anything, is ever a mystic art, of which the best logic's can but babble on the surface.

Does it ever give thee pause that men used to have a soul? Not by hearsay alone, or as a figure of speech, but as a thruth that they knew and acted upon. Verily it was another world then, but yet it is a pity we have lost the tidings of our souls. We shall have to go in search of them again or worse in all ways shall befall us.

There are depths in man that go to the lowest hell, and heights that reach the highest heaven, for are not both heaven and hell made out of him, everlasting miracle and mystery that he is.

Nothing ever happens but once in all this world. What I do now I do once for all. It is over and gone, with all its eternity of solemn meaning.

The actual well seen is ideal.

The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever.