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.

What I would say is this, that the light is not blinding because God would hide, but because the truth is too glorious for our vision.

If we do not die to ourselves, we cannot live to God, andhe that does not live to God, is dead.

You must learn to be strong in the dark as well as in the day, else you will always be only half brave.

But there are not a few who would be indignant at having their belief in God questioned, who yet seem greatly to fear imagining Him better than He is.

A perfect faith would lift us absolutely above fear

The region of the senses is the unbelieving part of the human soul.