The Heart can do still greater things.
Man may come into the presence of one sole being and find in a single word, a single look, an influence so weighty to bear, of so luminous a light, so penetrating a sound, that he succumbs and kneels before it.
The most real of all splendors are not in outward things, they are within us.

A single secret of science is a realm of wonders to the man of learning.

Do the trumpets of Power, the jewels of Wealth, the music of Joy, or a vast concourse of people attend his mental festival?
No, he finds his glory in some dim retreat where, perchance, a pallid suffering man whispers a single word into his ear; that word, like a torch lighted in a mine, reveals to him a Science.

All human ideas, arrayed in every attractive form which Mystery can invent surrounded a blind man seated in a wayside ditch.

Three worlds, the Natural, the Spiritual, the Divine, with all their spheres, opened their portals to a Florentine exile; he walked attended by the Happy and the Unhappy; by those who prayed and those who moaned; by angels and by souls in hell.