The sun still shines.

It is such a splendid sunny day and I have to go.

I know that life is a doorway to eternity, and yet my heart so often gets lost in petty anxieties. It forgets the great way home that lies before it.

An end in terror is preferable to terror without end.

And I could weep at how mean people are and how they betray their fellow creatures, perhaps for the sake of personal advantage. It is enough to make a person lose heart sometimes. I often wish I lived on a Robinson Crusoe island.

I shall cling to the rope God has thrown me in Jesus Christ, even if my numb hands can no longer feel it.

The sun still shines.