It is not death to have the body called back to the earth, and dissolved into its kindred elements, and mouldered to dust, and, it may be, turn to daisies, in the grave. But it is death to have the soul paralyzed, its inner life quenched, its faculties dissipated; that is death.
Edwin Hubbel ChapinI should not like to preach to a congregation who all believed as I believe. I would as lief preach to a basket of eggs in their smooth compactness and oval formality.
Edwin Hubbel ChapinThe brightest crowns that are worn in heaven have been tried, and smelted, and polished and glorified through the furnaces of tribulation.
Edwin Hubbel Chapin