Speech May Be Barren; But It Is

Blessed Influence Of One True Loving Human Soul On Another! Not Calculable By Algebra, Not Deducible By Logic, But Mysterious, Effectual, Mighty As The Hidden Process By Which The Tiny Seed Is Quickened, And Bursts Forth Into Tall Stem And Broad Leaf, And Glowing Tasseled Flower.

It Is One Thing To See Your Road, Another To Cut It.

Would Not Love See Returning Penitence Afar Off, And Fall On Its Neck And Kiss It?

Speech Is But Broken Light Upon The Depth Of The Unspoken.

An Ingenious Web Of Probabilities Is The Surest Screen A Wise Man Can Place Between Himself And The Truth.