Call Your Opinions Your Creed, And You

The Earth Has Grown Old With Its Burden Of Care, But At Christmas It Always Is Young.

Wherever Souls Are Being Tried And Ripened, In Whatever Commonplace And Homely Way, There God Is Hewing Out The Pillars For His Temple.

No Man Ever Yet Thought Whether He Was Preaching Well Without Weakening His Sermon.

Only The Soul That With An Overwhelming Impulse And A Perfect Trust Gives Itself Up Forever To The Life Of Other Men, Finds The Delight And Peace Which Such Complete Self-surrender Has To Give.

We Are Haunted By An Ideal Life, And It Is Because We Have Within Us The Beginning And The Possibility Of It.