What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage.
What thou lovest well remains,
It is not until we have passed through the furnace that we are made to know how much dross there is in our composition.
My love admits no qualifying dross
A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross.
Science not only purifies the religious impulse of the dross of its anthropomorphism but also contributes to a religious spiritualization of our understanding of life.
Earth gets its price for what Earth gives us.
Openness of mind strengthens the truth in us and removes the dross from it, if there is any.