Language Is The Rubicon That Divides Man

While The River Of Life Glides Along Smoothly, It Remains The Same River; Only The Landscape On Either Bank Seems To Change.

What Is Emitted From The Divine, Though It Be Only Like The Reflection From The Fire, Still Has The Divine Reality In Itself, And One Might Almost Ask What Were The Fire Without Glow, The Sun Without Light, Or The Creator Without The Creature?

Every Life Has Its Years In Which One Progresses As On A Tedious And Dusty Street Of Poplars, Without Caring To Know Where He Is.

No One Who Has Not Examined Patiently And Honestly The Other Religions Of The World Can Know What Christianity Really Is, Or Can Join With Such Truth And Sincerity In The Words Of St. Paul, "i Am Not Ashamed Of The Gospel Of Christ.

I Believe I Can Even Yet Remember When I Saw The Stars For The First Time.