There Is No Great Achievement That Is

All That Has Been Done To Weaken The Foundation Of An Implicit Faith In The Bible, As A Whole, Has Been At The Expense Of The Sense Of Religious Obligation, And At The Cost Of Human Happiness.

God Gives Every Bird Its Food, But He Does Not Throw It Into Its Nest.

Assertion Of Truths Known And Felt, Promulgation Of Truth From The High Platform Of Truth Itself, Declaration Of Faith By The Mouth Of Moral Conviction--this Is The New Testament Method, And The True One.

Many Men And Women Spend Their Lives In Unsuccessful Attempts To Spin The Flax God Sends Them Upon A Wheel They Can Never Use.

The Pleasant Converse Of The Fireside, The Simple Songs Of Home, The Words Of Encouragement As I Bend Over My School-tasks, The Kiss As I Lie Down To Rest, The Patient Bearing With The Freaks Of My Restless Nature, The Gentle Counsels Mingled With Reproofs And Approvals, The Sympathy That Meets And Assuages Every Sorrow, And Sweetens Every Little Success--all These Return To Me Amid The Responsibilities Which Press Upon Me Now, And I Feel As If I Had Once Lived In Heaven, And, Straying, Had Lost My Way.