Poetry Creates Life; Science Dissects Death.

To Believe Is To Be Happy; To Doubt Is To Be Wretched. To Believe Is To Be Strong. Doubt Cramps Energy. Belief Is Power. Only So Far As A Man Believes Strongly, Mightily, Can He Act Cheerfully, Or Do Any Thing That Is Worth The Doing.

A Life Of Prayer Is A Life Whose Litanies Are Ever Fresh Acts Of Self-devoting Love.

The Charm Of The Words Of Great Men, Those Grand Sayings Which Are Recognized As True As Soon As Heard, Is This, That You Recognize Them As Wisdom Which Has Passed Across Your Own Mind. You Feel That They Are Your Own Thoughts Come Back To You.

Now See What A Christian Is, Drawn By The Hand Of Christ. He Is A Man On Whose Clear And Open Brow God Has Set The Stamp Of Truth; One Whose Very Eye Beams Bright With Honor; In Whose Very Look And Bearing You May See Freedom, Manliness, Veracity; A Brave Man--a Noble Man--frank, Generous, True, With, It May Be, Many Faults; Whose Freedom May Take The Form Of Impetuosity Or Rashness, But The Form Of Meanness Never.

Sow The Seeds Of Life — Humbleness, Pure-heartedness, Love; And In The Long Eternity Which Lies Before The Soul, Every Minutest Grain Will Come Up Again With An Increase Of Thirty, Sixty, Or A Hundred Fold.