Where, except in the present, can the eternal be met?

Safe?” said Mr. Beaver; “don’t you hear what Mrs. Beaver tells you? Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.

Christianity has not message for those who do not realize they are sinners.

Love is unselfishly choosing for another's highest good.

The great thing is to be found at one's post as a child of God, living each day as though it were our last, but planning as though the world might last a hundred years.

Wherever any precept of traditional morality is simply challenged to produce its credentials, as though the burden of proof lay on it, we have taken the wrong position.

Human beings, all over the earth, have this curious idea that they ought to believe in a certain way, and can't really get rid of it.