God's Glory Is His Goodness.

It Is Defeat That Turns Bone To Flint, Gristle To Muscle, And Makes Men Invincible.

No Man Knows What He Will Do Till The Right Temptation Comes.

The Rarest Feeling That Ever Lights A Human Face Is The Contentment Of A Loving Soul.

Some Men Think That The Globe Is A Sponge That God Puts Into Their Hands To Squeeze For Their Own Garden Or Flower-pot.

It Is For Men To Choose Whether They Will Govern Themselves Or Be Governed.