For the division of labor demands from the individual an ever more one-sided accomplishment, and the greatest advance in a one-sided pursuit only too frequently means dearth to the personality of the individual.

Every superior personality, and every superior performance, has, for the average of mankind, something mysterious.

Discretion is nothing other than the sense of justice with respect to the sphere of the intimate contents of life.

Cities are, first of all, seats of the highest economic division of labor.

We have a God who loves us. We are in the palm of his hand. He doesn't leave us, and He doesn't forsake us.

Most of what happens in the world is far beyond a dog's comprehension, so they must turn to their faith in us to help them navigate life's treacheries. Don't we, also, have unanswerable questions about the vagaries of modern existence for which the answer is beyond human grasp, so that only our faith can guide us?

God gives different people different gifts, and there are some people that can listen to an instrument and within a fraction of a second tell, you know, where it's off key or what note doesn't resonate correctly.

That we must love one God only is a thing so evident that it does not require miracles to prove it.