If you want to civilize a man, begin with his grandmother.

Proverty and wealth are comparative sins.

Superstitions, bigotries, hypocrisies, prejudices, these phantoms, phantoms though they be, cling to life; they have teeth and nails in their shadowy substance, and we must grapple with them individually and make war on them without truce; for it is one of humanity's inevitabilities to be condemned to eternal struggle with phantoms.

First problem. To produce wealth. Second problem. To distribute it.

Love is like a tree, it grows of its own accord, it puts down deep roots into our whole being.

Love each other dearly always. There is scarcely anything else in the world but that: to love one another.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.