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But There Was No Room At The Inn"; The Inn Is The Gathering Place Of Public Opinion; So Often Public Opinion Locks Its Doors To The King.

No Man Discovers Anything Big If He Does Not Make Himself Small.

A Smile Across The Aisle Of A Bus In The Morning Could Save A Suicide Later In The Day.

The Humble, Simple Souls, Who Are Little Enough To See The Bigness Of God In The Littleness Of A Babe, Are Therefore The Only Ones Who Will Ever Understand The Reason Of His Visitation. He Came To This Poor Earth Of Ours To Carry On An Exchange; To Say To Us, As Only The Good God Could Say: 'you Give Me Your Humanity, And I Will Give You My Divinity; You Give Me Your Time, And I Will Give You My Eternity; You Give Me Your Broken Heart, And I Will Give You Love; You Give Me Your Nothingness, And I Will Give You My All.

The Rosary Is The Book Of The Blind, Where Souls See And There Enact The Greatest Drama Of Love The World Has Ever Known; It Is The Book Of The Simple, Which Initiates Them Into Mysteries And Knowledge More Satisfying Than The Education Of Other Men.