The weakest believer is a member of Christ as well as the strongest; and the weakest member of the body mystically shall not perish. Christ will cut off rotten members, but not weak members.

My name may have buoyancy enough to float upon the sea of time.

Faith is the vital artery of the soul. When we begin to believe, we begin to love. Faith grafts the soul into Christ, as the scion into the stock, and fetches all its nutriment from the blessed Vine.

Better than honor and glory, and History's iron pen, Was the thought of duty done and the love of his fellow-men.

In the embers shining bright A garden grows for thy delight, With roses yellow, red, and white. But, O my child, beware, beware! Touch not the roses growing there, For every rose a thorn doth bear.

All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God and if we knew how to touch them give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.

Against the darkness outer God's light his likeness takes, And he from the mighty doubter The great believer makes.

We lean on Faith; and some less wise have cried, "Behold the butterfly, the see that's cast!" Vain hopes that fall like flowers before the blast! What man can look on Death unterrified?

I am the spirit of the morning sea, I am the awakening and the glad surprise.

I am the laughter of the new-born child On whose soft-breathing sleep an angel smiled.

Fra Lippo, we have learned from thee A lesson of humanity: To every mother's heart forlorn, In every house the Christ is born.

There is light in a world of darkness because there is hope in a world of hatred.

To read without reflecting is like eating without digesting.

We deceive and flatter no one by such delicate artificies as we do our own selves.

The next big invention that will change the way we live should be things like ways of generating energy like electricity.

If you have something really important you want to say, you have to read your audience, I guess.

I wanted to know how humans came up with a view of the world that had so little magic in it. I needed to understand how they convinced themselves that magic wasn’t important.

Love the people that wanna see you be successful and help you expecting nothing in return. That’s priceless. Those are real friends.

When left to its own devices it tends to make me look as if I’ve been set afire.

Our CO2 mixes with everyone else's within a year, then hangs around for centuries like a shroud.

Great men may jest with saints; 'tis wit in them; But, in the less foul profanation.