We may receive so much light as not to see, and so much philosophy as to be worse than foolish.

He who brings ridicule to bear against truth finds in his hand a blade without a hilt.

God scatters beauty as he scatters flowers O'er the wide earth, and tells us all are ours. A hundred lights in every temple burn, And at each shrine I bend my knee in turn.

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

Was genius ever ungrateful? Mere talents are dry leaves, tossed up and down by gusts of passion, and scattered and swept away; but, Genius lies on the bosom of Memory, and Gratitude at her feet.

Hope is the mother of faith.

There is no easy path leading out of life, and few are the easy ones that lie within it.