Faced with the immensity of the universe, Job realized that there are limits to man's rationalizing, that we cannot find where the cloud of sorrow starts, that all our boasted knowledge is but an island in the vast ocean of mystery, and as the island of knowledge grows larger, the shore line of mystery becomes longer. At the end of his wits, he surrendered in trust to a Higher Wisdom.

We seem to want mass production, but we must remember that men are individuals not to be satisfactorily dealt with in masses, and the making of men is more important than the production of things.

The larger the island of knowledge, the longer the shoreline of wonder.

True humility is intelligent self-respect which keeps us from thinking too highly or too meanly of ourselves. It makes us mindful of the nobility God meant us to have. Yet it makes us modest by reminding us how far we have come short of what we can be.

The roads of life are strewn with the wreckage of run-down, half-finished loves.

The test of our religion is whether it fits us to meet emergencies. A man has no more character than he can command in a time of crisis.

Our growth depends not on how many experiences we devour, but on how many we digest.