The Universe Is A Vast System Of

The Wild Bird That Flies So Lone And Far Has Somewhere Its Nest And Brood. A Little Fluttering Heart Of Love Impels Its Wings, And Points Its Course. There Is Nothing So Solitary As A Solitary Man.

Tribulation Will Not Hurt You, Unless As It Too Often Does; It Hardens You And Makes You Sour, Narrow And Skeptical

No Great Truth Bursts Upon Man Without Having Its Hemisphere Of Darkness And Sorrow.

Under The Shadow Of Earthly Disappointment, All Unconscious To Ourselves, Our Divine Redeemer Is Walking By Our Side.

Swift Calls Discretion Low Prudence; It Is High Prudence, And One Of The Most Important Elements Entering Into Either Social Or Political Life.