God Is The Explanation Of All Things.

The Temptation Is Not Here, Where You Are Reading About It Or Praying About It. It Is Down In Your Shop, Among Bales And Boxes, Ten-penny Nails, And Sand-paper.

The Essence Of Justice Is Mercy.

The Unmerciful Man Is Most Certainly An Unblessed Man. His Sympathies Are All Dried Up; He Is Afflicted With A Chronic Jaundice, And Lives Timidly And Darkly In A Little, Narrow Rat-hole Of Distrust.

If You Should Take The Human Heart And Listen To It, It Would Be Like Listening To A Sea-shell; You Would Hear In It The Hollow Murmur Of The Infinite Ocean To Which It Belongs, From Which It Draws Its Profoundest Inspiration, And For Which It Yearns.

Goodness Consists Not In The Outward Things We Do, But In The Inward Thing We Are.