The rich in spirit help the poor in one grand brotherhood, all having the same Principle, or Father; and blessed is that man who seeth his brother's need and supplieth it, seeking his own in another's good.

Love enriches the nature, enlarging, purifying, and elevating it.

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

Disease is an experience of a so-called mortal mind. It is fear made manifest on the body.

A wicked mortal is not the idea of God. He is little else than the expression of error. To suppose that sin, lust, hatred, envy, hypocrisy, revenge, have life abiding in them, is a terrible mistake. Life and Life's idea, Truth and Truth's idea, never make men sick, sinful, or mortal.

To those leaning on the sustaining infinite, today is big with blessings.

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