The Old Echoes Are Long In Dying.

Little Works, Little Thoughts, Little Loves, Little Prayers For Little Christians, And Larger And Larger As The Years Grow.

Science Has Not Solved Difficulties, Only Shifted The Points Of Difficulty.

Pity Is Not Enough Better Than Indifference To Benefit Materially Either Agent Or Recipient.

Hell Is Both Sides Of The Tomb, And A Devil May Be Respectable And Wear Good Clothes.

My Sin Is The Black Spot Which My Bad Act Makes, Seen Against The Disk Of The Sun Of Righteousness. Hence Religion And Sin Come And Go Together.