Love Has No Errors, For All Errors

He Who Complains Of The Weather, Complains Of The God Who Ordained The Weather!

From Morning To Night Keep Jesus In Thy Heart, Long For Nothing, Desire Nothing, Hope For Nothing But To Have All That Is Within Thee Changed Into The Spirit And Temper Of The Holy Jesus.

The Sun Meets Not The Springing Bud That Stretches Towards Him With Half The Certainty That God, The Source Of All Good, Communicates Himself To The Soul That Longs To Partake Of Him.

No Education Can Be Of True Advantage To Young Women But That Which Trains Them Up In Humble Industry, In Great Plainness Of Living, In Exact Modesty Of Dress.

Ask What Time Is, It Is Nothing Else But Something Of Eternal Duration Become Finite, Measurable And Transitory.