Children Always Turn Towards The Light. Oh

A Weak Mind Sinks Under Prosperity, As Well As Under Adversity.

Children Always Turn Towards The Light. Oh That Grown-up People In This World Became Like Little Children!

True Goodness Is Like The Glow-worm In This, That It Shines Most When No Eyes Except Those Of Heaven Are Upon It.

Many People Make Their Own God; And He Is Much What The French May Mean When They Talk Of Le Bon Dieu,--very Indulgent, Rather Weak, Near At Hand When We Want Anything, But Far Away Out Of Sight When We Have A Mind To Do Wrong. Such A God Is As Much An Idol As If He Were An Image Of Stone.

Everybody Has His Own Theatre, In Which He Is Manager, Actor, Prompter, Playwright, Sceneshifter, Boxkeeper, Doorkeeper, All In One, And Audience Into The Bargain.