Whenever we encounter the Infinite in man, however imperfectly understood, we treat it with respect. Whether in the synagogue, the mosque, the pagoda, or the wigwam, there is a hideous aspect which we execrate and a sublime aspect which we venerate. So great a subject for spiritual contemplation, such measureless dreaming - the echo of God on the human wall!

Life is a theatre set in which there are but few practicable entrances.

If you are stone, be magnetic; if a plant, be sensitive; but if you are human be love.

The wicked envy and hate; it is their way of admiring.

God manifests himself to us in the first degree through the life of the universe, and in the second degree through the thought of man. The second manifestation is not less holy than the first. The first is named Nature, the second is named Art.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

We teachers make the road, others will make the journey.