There is a material advancement; we desire it. There is, also, a moral grandeur; we hold fast to it.

Every body drags its shadow, and every mind its doubt.

Joy is the reflex of terror.

A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing.

Freedom begins where it ends ignorance.

There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in its depths.

There must be people who pray even for those who never pray.