Not with elaborate reasonings, but rather in the declaration of things self-evident--the quick perceptions of a pure, truth-loving mind.

How inestimable the blessing of such a wife! "No doubt you have the better reason on your side, Edith," replied her husband, his manner very much subdued.

"But it is difficult for me to unclasp my hand to let fall therefrom the natural good which I can see and estimate, for the seemingly unreal and unsubstantial good that, to your purer vision, looms up so imposingly." "Unreal--unsubstantial--Edward!" said Edith, in reply to this.

"Are states of mind unreal ?" "I have not always found them so," was answered.
"Is happiness, or misery, unreal?
Oh, are they not our most palpable realizations?
It is not mere wealth that is sought for as an end--that is not the natural good for which the many are striving.

It is the mental enjoyment that possession promises--the state of mind that would be gained through gold as a means.