Love Is The Wine Of Existence.

There Are Many Persons Who Look On Sunday As A Sponge To Wipe Out The Sins Of The Week

There Are Joys Which Long To Be Ours.

Tyrannies Are Overthrown By Ideas. Armies Are Defeated By Ideas. Nations, And Time Itself, Are Overmatched By Ideas.

Selfishness Is That Detestable Vice Which No One Will Forgive In Others, And No One Is Without Himself.

A Door That Seems To Stand Open Must Be Of A Man's Size, Or It Is Not The Door That Providence Means For Him.