Of all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening.

A soup like this is not the work of one man. It is the result of a constantly refined tradition. There are nearly a thousand years of history in this soup.

youth, when it is hurt, likes to feel itself betrayed.

The two friends stood for a few moments on the windy street corner, not speaking a word, as two travelers, who have lost their way, sometimes stand and admit their perplexity in silence. (O Pioneers!)

What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.

Religion is different from everything else; because in religion seeking is finding.

Ah! the terror and the delight of that moment when first we fear ourselves! Until then we have not lived.