No one ever fell under the burden of the day; it is only when the burden of tomorrow is added that the load becomes unbearable.

The man who goes through life with an uncertain doctrine not knowing what he believes, what a poor, powerless creature he is! He goes around through the world as a man goes down through the street with a poor, wounded arm, forever dodging people be meets on the street for fear they may touch him.

Get up; repent. Come to God. Get the pattern of your life from Him, and then go about your work and be yourself.

If we could sweep intemperance out of the country, there would be hardly poverty enough left to

Character cannot be made except by a steady, long-continued process.

It is not pride when the beech-tree refuses to copy the oak. He knows his limitations. The only chance of any healthy life for him is to be as full a beech-tree as he can.

Be such a man, and live such a life, that if every man were such as you, and every life a life like yours, this earth would be God's Paradise.