A Very Common Flower Adds Generosity To

The Beginnings Of Moral Enterprises In This World Are Never To Be Measured By Any Apparent Growth. ... At Length Comes The Sudden Ripeness And The Full Success, And He Who Is Called In At The Final Moment Deems This Success His Own. He Is But The Reaper And Not The Labourer. Other Men Sowed And Tilled And He But Enters Into Their Labours.

In This World, Full Often, Our Joys Are Only The Tender Shadows Which Our Sorrows Cast.

What I Spent, I Had; What I Kept, I Lost; What I Gave, I Have.

I Never Know How To Worship Until I Know How To Love.

A Door That Seems To Stand Open Must Be Of A Man's Size, Or It Is Not The Door That Providence Means For Him.