Lead, Kindly Light, Amid The Encircling Gloom,

When You Feel In Need Of A Compliment, Give One To Someone Else.

A Universityeducates The Intellect To Reason Well In All Matters, To Reach Out Towards Truth, And To Grasp It.

Christ Is Already In That Place Of Peace, Which Is All In All. He Is On The Right Hand Of God. He Is Hidden In The Brightness Of The Radiance Which Issues From The Everlasting Throne. He Is In The Very Abyss Of Peace, Where There Is No Voice Of Tumult Or Distress, But A Deep Stillness--stillness, That Greatest And Most Awful Of All Goods Which We Can Fancy; That Most Perfect Of Joys, The Utter Profound, Ineffable Tranquillity Of The Divine Essence. He Has Entered Into His Rest. That Is Our Home; Here We Are On A Pilgrimage, And Christ Calls Us To His Many Mansions Which He Has Prepared.

Satan Is Inconsistent. He Persuades A Man Not To Go To A Synagogue On A Cold Morning; Yet When The Man Does Go, He Follows Him Into It.

Life Passes, Riches Fly Away, Popularity Is Fickle, The Senses Decay, The World Changes. One Alone Is True To Us; One Alone Can Be All Things To Us; One Alone Can Supply Our Need.