Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?

The devil, that old stager, who leads downward, perhaps, but fiddles all the way!

Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.

Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.

Paracelsus At times I almost dream I too have spent a life the sages’ way, And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance Ages ago; and in that act a prayer For one more chance went up so earnest, so Instinct with better light let in by death, That life was blotted out — not so completely But scattered wrecks enough of it remain, Dim memories, as now, when once more seems The goal in sight again.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

In the morning of the world, When earth was nigher heaven than now.