HORATIO STEBBINS
The understanding is the vestibule of the mind! Uncover thy head, and enter the temple of the soul! Behold the power, the beauty and the love! If we had nothing but understanding, how little should we know or think or feel!
Blessed are the Happiness Makers. Blessed are they who know how to shine on one’s gloom with their cheer.
—Henry Ward Beecher.
The time will come when the civilized man will feel that the rights of every living creature on the earth are as sacred as his own. Anything short of this cannot be perfect civilization.
—David Starr Jordan.
Search thine own heart. What paineth thee
In others, in thyself may be;
All dust is frail, all flesh is weak;