For morality life is a war, and the service of the highest is a sort of cosmic patriotism which also calls for volunteers.

Feed the growing human being, feed him with the sort of experience for which from year to year he shows a natural craving, and he will develop in adult life a sounder sort of mental tissue, even though he may seem to be 'wasting' a great deal of his growing time, in the eyes of those for whom the only channels of learning are books and verbally communicated information.

If the grace of God miraculously operates, it probably operates through the subliminal door.

Impulse without reason is enough, and reason without impulse is a poor makeshift.

To begin with, our knowledge grows in spots. The spots may be large or small, but the knowledge ever grows all over... What you first gain from them is probably a small amount of new information, a few new definitions, or distinctions, or points of view. But while these special ideas are being added, the rest of your knowledge stands still, and only gradually will you 'line up' your previous opinions with the novelties I am trying to instil, and modify to some slight degree their mass.

We with our lives are like islands in the sea... The islands also hang together through the ocean's bottom.

How pleasant is the day when we give up striving to be young-or slender.