Unity, agreement, is always silent or soft-voiced; it is only discord that loudly proclaims itself.

All true work is sacred.

No man lives without jostling and being jostled; in all ways he has to elbow himself through the world, giving and receiving offence.

Not brute force but only persuasion and faith are the kings of this world.

Rightly viewed no meanest object is insignificant; all objects are as windows through which the philosophic eye looks into infinitude itself.

No age seemed the age of romance to itself.

The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.