My prayers, my God, flow from what I am not; I think thy answers make me what I am.

Now I want you to think that in life troubles will come, which seem as if they never would pass away. The night and storm look as if they would last forever; but the calm and the morning cannot be stayed; the storm in its very nature is transient. The effort of nature, as that of the human heart, ever is to return to its repose, for God is Peace.

I rose as from the death that wipes out the sadness of life, and then dies itself in the new morrow.

Doubt may be a poor encouragement to do anything, but it is a bad reason for doing nothing.

But we believe – nay, Lord we only hope, That one day we shall thank thee perfectly For pain and hope and all that led or drove Us back into the bosom of thy love.

In whatever man does without God, he must fail miserably, or succeed more miserably.

God Himself - His thoughts, His will, His love, His judgments are men's home. To think His thoughts, to choose His will, to judge His judgments, and thus to know that He is in us, with us, is to be at home.