Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.

Prayer is the song of the heart. It reaches the ear of God even if it is mingled with the cry and the tumult of a thousand men.

If you sing of beauty though alone in the heart of the desert you will have an audience.

Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.

We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.

Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.

In every aspect of the day Jesus was aware of the Father. He beheld Him in the clouds and in the shadows of the clouds that pass over the earth.