See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last from winter snows. Earth with heaven above rejoices.

A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.

There are two freedoms - the false, where a man is free to do what he likes; the true, where he is free to do what he ought.

Men must work, and women must weep.

Do what thou dost as if the earth were heaven, and thy last day the day of judgment.

This is the feeling that gives a man true courage-the feeling that he has a work to do at all costs; the sense of duty.

Beauty is God's handwriting — a wayside sacrament; welcome it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower, and thank for it Him.