Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, our faith triumphant o’er our fears, are all with thee – are all with thee!

Look upon the errors of others in sorrow, not in anger.

When Christ ascended Triumphantly from star to star He left the gates of Heaven ajar.

Defeat may be victory in disguise.

In the elder days of art Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part, For the Gods are everywhere

To-day, to-morrow, every day, to thousands the end of the world is close at hand. And why should we fear it? We walk here, as it were, in the crypts of life; at times, from the great cathedral above us, we can hear the organ and the chanting choir; we see the light stream through the open door, when some friend goes up before us; and shall we fear to mount the narrow staircase of the grave that leads us out of this uncertain twilight into life eternal?

How like they are to human things!