Poetry creates life; Science dissects death.

Every unfulfilled aspiration of humanity in the past; all partial representation of perfect character; all sacrifices, nay, even those of idolatry, point to the fulfillment of what want, the answer to every longing--the type of perfect humanity, the Lord Jesus Christ.

The humblest occupation has in it materials of discipline for the highest heaven.

To grieve over sin is one thing, to repent is another.

However dark and profitless, however painful and weary, existence may have become, life is not done, and our Christian character is not won, so long as God has anything left for us to suffer, or anything left for us to do.

That friend, given to you by circumstances over which you have not control, was God's own gift.

Pray till prayer makes you forget your own wish, and leave it or merge it in God's will.