Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is.
Max MullerThe gospel is the fulfillment of all hopes, the perfection of all philosophy, the interpretation of all revelation, the key to all the seeming contradictions of the physical and moral world.
Max MullerWould not the child's heart break in despair when the first cold storm of the world sweeps over it, if the warm sunlight of love from the eyes of mother and father did not shine upon him like the soft reflection of divine light and love?
Max MullerWhile the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change.
Max Muller