Christianity is a missionary religion, converting, advancing, aggressive, encompassing the world; a non-missionary church is in the bands of death.

Not far from our house, and opposite the old church with the golden cross, stood a large building, even larger than the church, and having many towers.

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.

I was shortly again at the castle, and the Princess gave me her hand to kiss and then brought her children, the young princes and princesses, and we played together, as if we had known each other for years.

What is emitted from the divine, though it be only like the reflection from the fire, still has the divine reality in itself, and one might almost ask what were the fire without glow, the sun without light, or the Creator without the creature?

Soon the child learns that there are strangers, and ceases to be a child.

Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older.