That Prayer Which Does Not Succeed In

A Silent Man Is Easily Reputed Wise. A Man Who Suffers None To See Him In The Common Jostle And Undress Of Life, Easily Gathers Round Him A Mysterious Veil Of Unknown Sanctity, And Men Honor Him For A Saint. The Unknown Is Always Wonderful.

There Is A Grand Fearlessness In Faith. He Who In His Heart Of Hearts Reverences The Good, The True, The Holy--that Is, Reverences God--does Not Tremble At The Apparent Success Of Attacks Upon The Outworks Of Faith. They May Shake Those Who Rest On Those Outworks--they Do Not Move Him Whose Soul Reposes On The Truth Itself. He Needs No Prop Or Crutches To Support His Faith. Founded On A Rock, Faith Can Afford To Gaze Undismayed At The Approaches Of Infidelity.

Do You Wish To Become Rich? You May Become Rich, That Is, If You Desire It In No Half Way, But Thoroughly. A Miser Sacrifices All To His Single Passion; Hoards Farthings And Dies Possessed Of Wealth. Do You Wish To Master Any Science Or Accomplishment? Give Yourself To It And It Lies Beneath Your Feet. Time And Pains Will Do Anything. This World Is Given As The Prize For The Men In Earnest; And That Which Is True Of This World Is Truer Still Of The World To Come.

God's Highest Gifts--talent, Beauty, Feeling, Imagination, Power--they Carry With Them The Possibility Of The Highest Heaven And The Lowest Hell. Be Sure That It Is By That Which Is Highest In You That You May Be Lost.

We Are Too Much Haunted By Ourselves, Projecting The Central Shadow Of Self On Everything Around Us. And Then Comes The Gospel To Rescue Us From This Selfishness. Redemption Is This, To Forget Self In God.