God Give Us Men. The Time Demands

Work For Immortality If You Will: Then Wait For It.

God Pity The Man Of Science Who Believes In Nothing But What He Can Prove By Scientific Methods; For If Ever A Human Being Needed Divine Pity, He Does.

So I Take My Life As I Find It, As A Life Full Of Grand Advantages That Are Linked Indissolubly To My Noblest Happiness And My Everlasting Safety. I Believe That Infinite Love Ordained It, And That, If I Bow Willingly, Tractably, And Gladly To Its Discipline, My Father Will Take Care Of It.

Why Will You Be Always Sallying Out To Break Lances With Other People's Wind-mills, When Your Own Is Not Capable Of Grinding Corn For The Horse You Ride?

The Pleasant Converse Of The Fireside, The Simple Songs Of Home, The Words Of Encouragement As I Bend Over My School-tasks, The Kiss As I Lie Down To Rest, The Patient Bearing With The Freaks Of My Restless Nature, The Gentle Counsels Mingled With Reproofs And Approvals, The Sympathy That Meets And Assuages Every Sorrow, And Sweetens Every Little Success--all These Return To Me Amid The Responsibilities Which Press Upon Me Now, And I Feel As If I Had Once Lived In Heaven, And, Straying, Had Lost My Way.