It Needs Brains To Be A Real

A Perfect Faith Would Lift Us Absolutely Above Fear

To Give Truth To Him Who Loves It Not Is But To Give Him More Plentiful Material For Misinterpretation.

When I Look Like This Into The Blue Sky, It Seems So Deep, So Peaceful, So Full Of A Mysterious Tenderness, That I Could Lie For Centuries And Wait For The Dawning Of The Face Of God Out Of The Awe-inspiring Loving-kindness.

No Man Has The Mind Of Christ, Except Him Who Makes It His Business To Obey Him.

It Matters Little Where A Man May Be At This Moment; The Point Is Whether He Is Growing.