The Joy Of Heaven Will Begin As

Every Man Has At Times In His Mind The Ideal Of What He Should Be, But Is Not. This Ideal May Be High And Complete, Or It May Be Quite Low And Insufficient; Yet In All Men, That Really Seek To Improve, It Is Better Than The Actual Character... Man Never Falls So Low, That He Can See Nothing Higher Than Himself.

Silence Is A Figure Of Speech, Unanswerable, Short, Cold, But Terribly Severe.

Remorse Is The Pain Of Sin.

Truth Never Yet Fell Dead In The Streets; It Has Such Affinity With The Soul Of Man, The Seed However Broadcast Will Catch Somewhere And Produce Its Hundredfold.

No Man Is So Great As Mankind.