Because I believe in a God of absolute and unbounded love, therefore I believe in a loving anger of His which will and must devour and destroy all which is decayed, monstrous, abortive in His universe till all enemies shall be put under His feet, and God shall be all in all.

Truth, for its own sake, had never been a virtue with the Roman clergy.

All we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiastic about.

All but God is changing day by day.

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.

All the butterflies and cockyolybirds would fly past me.

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.