Anything big enough to occupy our minds is big enough to hang a prayer on.

If there be a God and one has never sought him, it will be small consolation to remember that one could not get proof of his existence.

Truth is truth, whether from the lips of Jesus or Balaam.

For when is the child the ideal child in our eyes and to our hearts? Is it not when with gentle hand he takes his father by the beard, and turns that father's face up to his brothers and sisters to kiss? when even the lovely selfishness of love-seeking has vanished, and the heart is absorbed in loving?

We can walk without fear, full of hope and courage and strength to do His will, waiting for the endless good which He is always giving as fast as He can get us able to take it in.

One who not merely beholds the outward shows of things, but catches a glimpse of the soul that looks out of them, whose garment and revelation they are-if he be such, I say, he will stand, for more than a moment, speechless with something akin to that which made the morning stars sing together.

It is to the man who is trying to live, to the man who is obedient to the word of the Master, that the word of the Master unfolds itself.