There Is Such A Thing As Legitimate

Every Breath Of Air And Ray Of Light And Heat, Every Beautiful Prospect, Is, As It Were, The Skirts Of The (angel's) Garments, The Waving Robes Of Those Whose Faces See God.

Let Us Put Ourselves Into His Hands, And Not Be Startled Though He Leads Us By A Strange Way, A Mirabilis Via, As The Church Speaks. Let Us Be Sure He Will Lead Us Right, That He Will Bring Us To That Which Is, Not Indeed What We Think Best, Nor What Is Best For Another, But What Is Best For Us.

Evil Has No Substance Of Its Own, But Is Only The Defect, Excess, Perversion, Or Corruption Of That Which Has Substance.

It Is Not God's Way That Great Blessings Should Descend Without The Sacrifice First Of Great Sufferings. If The Truth Is To Be Spread To Any Wide Extent Among The People, How Can We Dream, How Can We Hope, That Trial And Trouble Shall Not Accompany Its Going Forth.

A Man Would Do Nothing If He Waited Until He Could Do It So Well That No One Could Find Fault.