O Loving Wisdom Of Our God When

Every Breath Of Air And Ray Of Light And Heat, Every Beautiful Prospect, Is, As It Were, The Skirts Of The (angel's) Garments, The Waving Robes Of Those Whose Faces See God.

God Has Created Me To Do Him Some Definite Service; He Has Committed Some Work To Me Which He Has Not Committed To Another, I Have My Mission ... He Has Not Created Me For Naught ... If I Am In Sickness, My Sickness May Serve Him; If I Am In Sorrow, My Sorrow May Serve Him. He Does Nothing In Vain. He Knows What He Is About.

A Great Memory Is Never Made Synonymous With Wisdom, Any More Than A Dictionary Would Be Called A Treatise.

The World Is Content With Setting Right The Surface Of Things.

Virtue Is Its Own Reward, And Brings With It The Truest And Highest Pleasure; But If We Cultivate It Only For Pleasure's Sake, We Are Selfish, Not Religious, And Will Never Gain The Pleasure, Because We Can Never Have The Virtue.