That little bird has chosen his shelter. Above it are the stars and the deep heaven of worlds. Yet he is rocking himself to sleep without caring for tomorrow's lodging, calmly clinging to his little twig, and leaving God to think for him.

If I should neglect prayer but a single day, I should lose a great deal of the fire of faith.

When schools flourish, all flourishes.

For where God built a church, there the Devil would also build a chapel.

You are not only responsible for what you say, but also for what you do not say

I would not give one moment of heaven for all the joy and riches of the world, even if it lasted for thousands and thousands of years.

The great event on Calvary . . . is an eternal reminder to a power drunk generation that love is the most durable power in the world, and that it is at bottom the heartbeat of the moral cosmos. Only through achieving this love can you expect to matriculate into the university of eternal life.