The Root Of All Rebellion: It Is

Every Truth Must Be Accompanied By Some Corresponding Act.

It Matters Little Where A Man May Be At This Moment; The Point Is Whether He Is Growing.

My Prayers, My God, Flow From What I Am Not; I Think Thy Answers Make Me What I Am.

She Would Wonder What Had Hurt Her When She Found Her Face Wet With Tears, And Then Would Wonder How She Could Have Been Hurt Without Knowing It.

Do You Think You Love Your Children Better Than He Who Made Them? Is Not Your Love What It Is Because He Put It Into Your Heart First? Have You Not Often Been Cross With Them? Sometimes Unjust To Them? Whence Came The Returning Love That Rose From Unknown Depths In Your Being, And Swept Away The Anger And The Injustice? You Did Not Create That Love. Probably You Were Not Good Enough To Send For It By Prayer. But It Came. God Sent It. He Makes You Love Your Children.