Heaven is the presence of God.

Flowers preach to us if we will hear.

Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth.

Fair as the moon and joyful as the light; Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams.

A man is ever apt to contemplate himself out of all proportion to his surroundings.

To me it seems our duty towards the Bible is to obey its teaching in faith. I do not think we are bound to understand or account for all its utterances.

Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.