Lulled by stupefying illusions, the world is asleep in the cradle of infancy, dreaming away the hours.

You embrace your body in your thought, and you should delineate upon it thoughts of health, not of sickness.

To infinite, ever present Love, all is Love, and there is no error, no sin sickness, nor death.

Spirit, God, gathers unformed thoughts into their proper channels, and unfolds these thoughts, even as He opens the petals of a holy purpose in order that the purpose may appear.

To live and let live, without clamor for distinction or recognition; to wait on divine love; to write truth first on the tablet of one's own heart - this is the sanity and perfection of living, and my human ideal.

Consistent prayer is the desire to do right.

Experience teaches us that we do not always receive the blessings we ask for in prayer.