Somehow, I can't say how, it tells me that all is right; that it is coming to swallow up all cries.

God hides nothing. His very work from the beginning is revelation--a casting aside of veil after veil, a showing unto men of truth after truth. On and on from fact Divine He advances, until at length in His Son Jesus He unveils His very face.

I don't know how to thank you.' Then I will tell you. There is only one way I care for. Do better, and grow better, and be better.

The first thing in all progress is to leave something behind.

It is only by loving a thing that you can make it yours.

Things come to the poor that can't get in at the door of the rich. Their money somehow blocks it up. It is a great privilege to be poor--one that no man covets, and brat a very few have sought to retain, but one that yet many have learned to prize.

Faith is obedience, not compliance.