It is curious that Christianity, which is idealism, is sturdily defended by the brokers, and steadily attacked by the idealists.

God builds his temple in the heart on the ruins of churches and religions.

If I should go out of church whenever I hear a false sentiment, I could never stay there five minutes.

How beautiful to have the church always open, so that every tired wayfaring man may come in and be soothed by all that art can suggest of a better world when he is weary with this.

The idea of God ends in a paltry Methodist meeting-house.

Cities degrade us by magnifying trifles.

What is the city in which we sit here, but an aggregate of incongruous materials, which have obeyed the will of some man?

Man exists for his own sake and not to add a laborer to the State.

People who wash much have a high mind about it, and talk down to those who wash little.

Common sense is as rare as genius.