How False Is The Conception, How Frantic

No Day Is Without Its Innocent Hope.

I Know Few Christians So Convinced Of The Splendor Of The Rooms In Their Father's House, As To Be Happier When Their Friends Are Called To Those Mansions... Nor Has The Church's Ardent "desire To Depart, And Be With Christ," Ever Cured It Of The Singular Habit Of Putting On Mourning For Every Person Summoned To Such Departure.

The Imagination Is Never Governed, It Is Always The Ruling And Divine Power.

So Far As I Have Myself Observed, The Distinctive Character Of A Child Is To Live Always In The Tangible Present.

I Desire ... To Leave This One Great Fact Clearly Stated. There Is No Wealth But Life.