The good we do today becomes the happiness of tomorrow.

To some of us the thought of God is like a sort of quiet music playing in the background of the mind.

A man may not achieve everything he has dreamed, but he will never achieve anything great without having dreamed it first.

The baby, assailed by eyes, ears, nose, skin, and entrails at once, feels it all as one great blooming, buzzing confusion.

Modern man . . . has not ceased to be credulous . . . the need to believe haunts him.

Beyond the very extreme of fatigue and distress, we may find amounts of ease and power we never dreamed ourselves to own; sources of strength never taxed at all because we never push through the obstruction

Modern war is so expensive that we feel trade to be a better avenue to plunder; but modern man inherits all the innate pugnacity and all the love of glory of his ancestors.