Let Us Live In Such A Way

Oh, My Lord! How True It Is That Whoever Works For You Is Paid In Troubles! And What A Precious Price To Those Who Love You If We Understand Its Value.

I Thought Of The Soul As Resembling A Castle, Formed Of A Single Diamond Or A Very Transparent Crystal, And Containing Many Rooms, Just As In Heaven There Are Many Mansions.

Pain Is Never Permanent.

Hope, O My Soul, Hope. You Know Neither The Day Nor The Hour.

There Is More Value In A Little Study Of Humility And In A Single Act Of It Than In All The Knowledge In The World.