Art Itself, In All Its Methods, Is

He Who Believes In Goodness Has The Essence Of All Faith. He Is A Man Of Cheerful Yesterdays And Confident To-morrows.

As The Days Of Spring Arouse All Nature To A Green And Growing Vitality, So When Hope Enters The Soul It Makes All Things New. It Insures The Progress Which It Predicts. Rooted In Faith, Growing Up Into Love; These Make The Three Immortal Graces Of The Gospel, Whose Intertwined Arms And Concurrent Voices Shed Joy And Peace Over Our Human Life.

I Can Do Small Things In A Great Way.

It May Make A Difference To All Eternity Whether We Do Right Or Wrong Today.

Progress, In The Sense Of Acquisition, Is Something; But Progress In The Sense Of Being, Is A Great Deal More. To Grow Higher, Deeper, Wider, As The Years Go On; To Conquer Difficulties, And Acquire More And More Power; To Feel All One's Faculties Unfolding, And Truth Descending Into The Soul,--this Makes Life Worth Living.