Neutral Men Are The Devil's Allies.

Ostentation Is The Signal Flag Of Hypocrisy.

Tomorrow May Never Come To Us. We Do Not Live In Tomorrow. We Cannot Find It In Any Of Our Title-deeds. The Man Who Owns Whole Blocks Of Real Estate, And Great Ships On The Sea, Does Not Own A Single Minute Of Tomorrow. Tomorrow! It Is A Mysterious Possibility, Not Yet Born. It Lies Under The Seal Of Midnight-behind The Veil Of Glittering Constellations.

The Universe Is A Vast System Of Exchange. Every Artery Of It Is In Motion, Throbbing With Reciprocity, From The Planet To The Rotting Leaf. The Vapor Climbs The Sunbeam, And Comes Back In Blessings Upon The Exhausted Herb. The Exhalation Of The Plant Is Wafted To The Ocean. And So Goes On The Beautiful Commerce Of Nature. And All Because Of Dissimilarity--because No One Thing Is Sufficient In Itself, But Calls For The Assistance Of Something Else, And Repays By A Contribution In Turn.

I Will Tell You Where There Is Power: Where The Dew Lies Upon The Hills, And The Rain Has Moistened The Roots Of The Various Plant; Where The Sunshine Pours Steadily; Where The Brook Runs Babbling Along, There Is A Beneficent Power.

The True Church Is Not An Institution To Be Kept Apart From The World Because The World "is Common And Unclean," But A Vital Heart Of Truth And Love, Beating With The Life Of Jesus, And Sending Abroad Its Sanctifying Pulsations Until Nothing Shall Be Common And Unclean.