Life Is A Crucible. We Are Thrown

No Great Truth Bursts Upon Man Without Having Its Hemisphere Of Darkness And Sorrow.

We Only Attain The True Idea Of Marriage When We Consider It As A Spiritual Union--a Union Of Immortal Affections, Of Undying Faculties, Of An Imperishable Destiny.

Humanity Is So Constituted That The Basest Criminal Represents You And Me, As Well As The Most Glorious Saint That Walks On High. We Are Reflected In All Other Men; All Other Men Are Embodied In Us.

We May Learn By Practice Such Things Upon Earth As Shall Be Of Use To Us In Heaven. Piety, Unostentatious Piety, Is Never Out Of Place.

No Language Can Express The Power And Beauty And Heroism Of A Mother's Love.