Society Lives By Faith, And Develops By

As It Is Impossible To Be Outside God, The Best Is Consciously To Dwell In Him.

The Great Majority Of Men Are But Tangled Skeins, Imperfect Keyboards, So Many Specimens Of Restless Or Stagnant Chaos--and What Makes Their Situation Almost Hopeless Is The Fact That They Take Pleasure In It. There Is No Curing A Sick Man Who Believes Himself In Health.

Without Passion Man Is A Mere Latent Force And Possibility, Like The Flint Which Awaits The Shock Of The Iron Before It Can Give Forth Its Spark.

Time And Space Are Fragments Of The Infinite For The Use Of Finite Creatures.

Great Men Are The Real Men, In Them Nature Has Succeeded.