Charity And Treating Begin At Home.

Weep No More, Nor Sigh, Nor Groan, Sorrow Calls No Time That 's Gone; Violets Plucked, The Sweetest Rain Makes Not Fresh Nor Grow Again.

The Coward's Weapon, Poison.

Ask How To Live? Write, Write, Write, Anything; The World's A Fine Believing World, Write News.

We Must Not Be Content To Be Cleansed From Sin; We Must Be Filled With The Spirit.

Tyranny Is Yielding To The Lust Of The Governing.