We Move Too Much In Platoons; We

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

Earth Has Scarcely An Acre That Does Not Remind Us Of Actions That Have Long Preceded Our Own, And Its Clustering Tombstones Loom Up Like Reefs Of The Eternal Shore, To Show Us Where So Many Human Barks Have Struck And Gone Down.

The Greatest Successes Grow Out Of Great Failures. In Numerous Instances The Result Is Better That Comes After A Series Of Abortive Experiences Than It Would Have Been If It Had Come At Once; For All These Successive Failures Induce A Skill Which Is So Much Additional Power Working Into The Final Achievement.... The Hand That Evokes Such Perfect Music From The Instrument Has Often Failed In Its Touch, And Bungled Among The Keys.... Every Disappointed Effort Fences In And Indicates The Only Possible Path Of Success, And Makes It Easier To Find.

Glorify A Lie, Legalize A Lie, Arm And Equip A Lie, Consecrate A Lie With Solemn Forms And Awful Penalties, And After All It Is Nothing But A Lie. It Rots A Land And Corrupts A People Like Any Other Lie, And By And By The White Light Of God's Truth Shines Clear Through It, And Shows It To Be A Lie.

The Way To Overcome Evil Is To Love Something That Is Good.