Constant Effort And Frequent Mistakes Are The

When You Once Attribute Effects To The Will Of A Personal God, You Have Let In A Lot Of Little Gods And Evils - Then Sprites, Fairies, Dryads, Naiads, Witches, Ghosts And Goblins, For Your Imagination Is Reeling, Riotous, Drunk, Afloat On The Flotsam Of Superstition. What You Know Then Doesn't Count. You Just Believe, And The More Your Believe The More Do You Plume Yourself That Fear And Faith Are Superior To Science And Seeing.

A Friend Is One Who Knows You And Loves You Just The Same.

Heaven: The Coney Island Of The Christian Imagination.

We Awaken In Others The Same Attitude Of Mind We Hold Toward Them.

Love Is Not Really Blind- The Bandage Is Never So Tight But That It Can Peep.