Nature Made Us Individuals, As She Did

The Boughs Of No Two Trees Ever Have The Same Arrangement. Nature Always Produces Individuals; She Never Produces Classes.

Not In Vain Is Ireland Pouring Itself All Over The Earth. The Irish, With Their Glowing Hearts And Reverent Credulity, Are Needed In This Cold Age Of Intellect And Skepticism.

But Men Never Violate The Laws Of God Without Suffering The Consequences, Sooner Or Later.

None Speak Of The Bravery, The Might, Or The Intellect Of Jesus; But The Devil Is Always Imagined As A Being Of Acute Intellect, Political Cunning, And The Fiercest Courage. These Universal And Instinctive Tendencies Of The Human Mind Reveal Much.

If We Really Believed That Those Who Are Gone From Us Were As Truly Alive As Ourselves, We Could Not Invest The Subject With Such Awful Depth Of Gloom As We Do. If We Could Imbue Our Children With Distinct Faith In Immortality, We Should Never Speak Of People As Dead, But Passed Into Another World. We Should Speak Of The Body As A Cast-off Garment, Which The Wearer Had Outgrown; Consecrated Indeed By The Beloved Being That Used It For A Season, But Of No Value Within Itself.