The religion of Christ is peace and good-will,--the religion of Christendom is war and ill-will.

We are poor, indeed, when we have no half-wishes left us. The heart and the imagination close the shutters the instant they are gone.

What is reading but silent conversation?

I hate false words, and seek with care, difficulty, and moroseness, those that fit the thing.

In the morn of life we are alert, we are heated in its noon, and only in its decline do we repose.

Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.

Those who are quite satisfied sit still and do nothing; those who are not quite satisfied are the sole benefactors of the world.