Those prayers God likes best which come seething hot from the heart.

The pleasure of sin is soon gone, but the sting remains.

God sweetens outward pain with inward peace.

Praising God is one of the highest and purest acts of religion. In prayer we act like men; in praise we act like angels.

Prayer as it comes from the saint is weak and languid; but when the arrow of a saint's prayer is put into the bow of Christ's intercession it pierces the throne of grace.

Prayer is the soul's breathing itself into the bosom of its heavenly Father.

"If you are loyal you are successful," ruminated the company paper at one time. "All useful work is raised to the plane of art when love for the task-loyalty-is fused with the effort. Loyalty is the great lubricant of life. It saves the wear and tear of making daily decisions as to what is best to do. The man who is loyal to his work is not wrung nor perplexed by doubts, he sticks to the ship, and if the ship founders he goes down like a hero with colors flying at the masthead and the band playing."