The earth has grown old with its burden of care, But at Christmas it always is young.

The earth has grown old with its burden of care, but at Christmas it always is young, the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair, and its soul full of music breaks the air, when the song of angels is sung.

Heaven does not make holiness, but holiness makes heaven.

The ideal life is in our blood and never will be still.

Be patient and understanding. Life is too short to be vengeful or malicious.

Character - Some day, you will be wrestling with the great temptation, or trembling under the great sorrow of your life. But the real struggle is here, now, in these quiet weeks. Now it is being decided whether, in the day of your supreme sorrow or temptation, you shall miserably fail or gloriously conquer. Character cannot be made except by a steady, long-continued process.

If man is man and God is God, to live without prayer is not merely an awful thing: it is an infinitely foolish thing.