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.

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

I am an optimistic fatalist. This world and all its beginnings will pass on into something better.

This is and has been the Father's work from the beginning-to bring us into the home of His heart.

It is by loving and not by being loved that one can come nearest to the soul of another.

The trees bathed their great heads in the waves of the morning, while their roots were planted deep in gloom; save where on the borders of the sunshine broke against their stems, or swept in long streams through their avenues, washing with brighter hue all the leaves over which it flowed; revealing the rich brown of the dacayed leaves and fallen pine-cones, and the delicate greens of the long grasses and tiny forests of moss that covered the channel over which it passed in the motionless rivers of light.

Now and then, when I look round on my books, they seem to waver as if a wind rippled their solid mass, and another world were about to break through.