The Idle Man Stands Outside Of God's

I Count This Thing To Be Grandly True: That A Noble Deed Is A Step Toward God-- Lifting The Soul From The Common Clod To A Purer Air And A Broader View.

He That Cannot Paint Must Grind The Colors.

The Sweetest Type Of Heaven Is Home - Nay, Heaven Is The Home For Whose Acquisition We Are To Strive The Most Strongly. Home, In One Form And Another, Is The Great Object Of Life. It Stands At The End Of Every Day's Labor, And Beckons Us To Its Bosom; An Life Would Be Cheerless And Meaningless, Did We Not Discern Across The River That Divides Us From The Life Beyond, Glimpses Of The Pleasant Mansions Prepared For Us.

The Temple Of Art Is Built In Words.

Childhood May Do Without A Grand Purpose, But Manhood Cannot.