There is no human life so poor and small as not to hold many a divine possibility.

All beneficent and creative power gathers itself together in silence, ere it issues out in might.

High hearts are never long without hearing some new call, some distant clarion of God, even in their dreams; and soon they are observed to break up the camp of ease, and start on some fresh march of faithful service.

The health of a community is an almost unfailing index of its morals.

Every man's highest, nameless though it be, is his 'living God'.

We should count time by heart-throbs.

This it is that gives a majesty so pure and touching to the historic figure of Christ; self-abandonment to God, uttermost surrender, without reserve or stipulation, to the guidance of the Holy Spirit from the Soul of souls; pause in no darkness; hesitation in no perplexity, recoil in no extremity of anguish, but a gentle unfaltering hold of the invisible Hand, of the Only Holy and All Good--these are the features that have made Jesus of Nazareth the dearest and most sacred image to the heart of so many ages.