Look well to the fire of your souls, for the tendency of fire is to go out.

I will tell you the secret. God has had all there was of me.

I must go, not only to those who need me, but to those who need me most.

Some men's passion is for gold. some men's passion is for art. some men's passion is for fame. my passion is for souls

If Moses had operated through committees the Israelites never would have got across the Red Sea.

A man's labor is not only his capital but his life. When it passes it returns never more. To utilize it, to prevent its wasteful squandering, to enable the poor man to bank it up for use hereafter, this surely is one of the most urgent tasks before civilization.

There appears to be a deeply embedded uneasiness in our culture about throwing away junk that can be reused. Perhaps, in part, it is guilt about consumption. Perhaps it also feels unnatural. Mother Nature doesn't throw stuff away. Dead trees, birds, beetles and elephants are pretty quickly recycled by the system.