Flagrant Evils Cure Themselves By Being Flagrant.

Now What Is It That Moves Our Very Hearts And Sickens Us So Much At Cruelty Shown To Poor Brutes?.. They Have Done Us No Harm And They Have No Power Of Resistance... There Is Something So Very Dreadful, So Satanic, In Tormenting Those Who Have Never Harmed Us, Who Cannot Defend Themselves, Who Are Utterly In Our Power.

Dear Lord...shine Through Me, And Be So In Me That Every Soul I Come In Contact With May Feel Your Presence In My Soul...let Me Thus Praise You In The Way You Love Best, By Shining On Those Around Me.

This Is What The Church Is Said To Want, Not Party Men, But Sensible, Temperate, Sober, Well-judging Persons, To Guide It Through The Channel Of No-meaning, Between The Scylla And Charybdis Of Aye And No.

When You Feel In Need Of A Compliment, Give One To Someone Else.

Make Me What Thou Wouldst Have Me. I Bargain For Nothing. I Make No Terms. I Seek For No Previous Information Whither Thou Art Taking Me. I Will Be What Thou Wilt Make Me, And All That Thou Wilt Make Me. I Say Not, I Will Follow Thee Whithersoever Thou Goest, For I Am Weak, But I Give Myself To Thee, To Lead Me Anywhither.