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There Is No Hell Like That Of A Selfish Heart, And There Is No Misfortune So Great As That Of Not Being Able To Make A Sacrifice. These Two Thoughts Come To Me Strongly This Morning. It Is Something To Have Learned These Truths So That We Can Never Again Doubt Them.

The Blind Must Not Only Be Fed And Housed And Cared For; They Must Learn To Make Thir Lives Useful To The Community.

I Want To Take The Word Christianity Back To Christ Himself, Back To That Mighty Heart Whose Pulse Seems To Throb Through The World Today, That Endless Fountain Of Charity Out Of Which I Believe Has Come All True Progress And All Civilization That Deserves The Name. I Go Back To That Great Spirit Which Contemplated A Sacrifice For The Whole Of Humanity. That Sacrifice Is Not One Of Exclusion, But Of An Infinite And Endless And Joyous Inclusion. And I Thank God For It.

How Utterly Are One's Best Thoughts Invaded By This Going Out In Society.

God Forgive Me If I Do Wrong In Following With Ardor The Strongest Instincts Of My Nature.