LET A MAN THINK AND CARE ever so little about God, he does not therefore exist without God. God is here with him, upholding, warming, delighting, teaching him-making life a good thing to him. God gives him himself, though the man knows it not.

The ideal is the only absolute real; and it must become the real in the individual life as well, however impossible they may count it who never tried it.

But there is no veil like light--no adamantine armor against hurt like the truth.

God will not take shelter behind a jugglery of logic or metaphysics. He is neither a schoolman nor theologian, but our Father in Heaven.

There is an aching that is worse than any pain.

Thou art beautiful because God created thee, but thou art a slave to sin... wickedness has made you ugly.

Our life is no dream; but it ought to become one, and perhaps will.