Children are God's Apostles, sent forth, day by day, to preach of love, and hope, and peace.

Life is the jailer, death the angel sent to draw the unwilling bolts and set us free.

Laborin' man an' laborin' woman Hev one glory an' one shame; Ev'y thin' thet' s done inhuman Injers all on 'em the same.

Certainly it is no shame to a man that he should be as nice about his country as his sweetheart, yet it would not be wise to hold everyone an enemy who could not see her with our own enchanted eyes.

Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof.

Whom the heart of man shuts out, Sometimes the heart of God takes in, And fences them all round about With silence mid the worlds loud din.

The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all weathers is that which is woven of conviction and set with the sharp mordant of experience.