No life ever grows great until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.

He who knows no hardships will know no hardihood. He who faces no calamity will need no courage. Mysterious though it is, the characteristics in human nature which we love best grow in a soil with a strong mixture of troubles.

War's tragedy is that it uses man's best to do man's worst.

The steady discipline of intimate friendship with Jesus results in men becoming like Him.

The more we know about this universe, the more mysterious it is. The old world that Job knew was marvelous enough, and his description of its wonders is among the noblest poetry of the race, but today the new science has opened to our eyes vistas of mystery that transcend in their inexplicable marvel anything the ancients ever dreamed.

All intelligent faith in God has behind it a background of humble agnosticism.

I hate war for its consequences, for the lies it lives on and propagates, for the undying hatreds it arouses.