Music has been called the speech of the angels; I will go farther and call it the speech of God Himself.

Nothing like one honest look, one honest thought of Christ upon His cross. That tells us how much He has been through, how much He endured, how much He conquered, how much God loved us, who spared not His only begotten Son, but freely gave Him for us. Dare we doubt such a God? Dare we murmur against such a God?

You are not very good if you are not better than your best friends imagine you to be.

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.

Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its 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.

Nature's deepest laws, her only true laws, are her invisible ones.