Even yet Christ Jesus has to lie out in waste places very often, because there is no room for him in the inn--no room for him in our hearts, because of our worldliness. There is no room for him even in our politics and religion. There is no room in the inn, and we put him in the manger, and he lies outside our faith, coldly and dimly conceived by us.
Edwin Hubbel ChapinThe individual and the race are always moving, and as we drift into new latitudes new lights open in the heaven more immediately over us.
Edwin Hubbel ChapinThe best men are not those who have waited for chances but who have taken them; besieged the chance; conquered the chance; and made chance the servitor.
Edwin Hubbel ChapinThere is no doubt of the essential nobility of that man who pours into life the honest vigor of his toil, over those who compose the feathery foam of fashion that sweeps along Broadway; who consider the insignia of honor to consist in wealth and indolence; and who, ignoring the family history, paint coats of arms to cover up the leather aprons of their grandfathers.
Edwin Hubbel Chapin