No One Can Be Great, Or Good,

It Is Not The Number Of Books You Read; Nor The Variety Of Sermons Which You Hear; Nor The Amount Of Religious Conversation In Which You Mix: But It Is The Frequency And The Earnestness With Which You Meditate On These Things, Till The Truth Which May Be In Them Becomes Your Own, And Part Of Your Own Being, That Ensures Your Spiritual Growth.

He In Whose Heart The Law Was, And Who Alone Of All Mankind Was Content To Do It, His Sacrifice Alone Can Be The Sacrifice All-sufficient In The Father's Sight As The Proper Sacrifice Of Humanity; He Who Through The Eternal Spirit Offered Himself Without Spot To God, He Alone Can Give The Spirit Which Enables Us To Present Our Bodies A Living Sacrifice, Holy And Acceptable To God. He Is The Only High-priest Of The Universe.

We Hear In These Days A Great Deal Respecting Rights--the Rights Of Private Judgment, The Rights Of Labor, The Rights Of Property, And The Rights Of Man. Rights Are Grand Things, Divine Things In This World Of God's; But The Way In Which We Expound These Rights, Alas! Seems To Me To Be The Very Incarnation Of Selfishness. I Can See Nothing Very Noble In A Man Who Is Forever Going About Calling For His Own Rights. Alas! Alas! For The Man Who Feels Nothing More Grand In This Wondrous, Divine World Than His Own Rights.

There Is A Two-fold Solemnity Which Belongs To The Dying Hour-it Is The Winding Up Of Life, And It Is The Commencement Of Eternity.

You Reap What You Sow — Not Something Else, But That. An Act Of Love Makes The Soul More Loving. A Deed Of Humbleness Deepens Humbleness. The Thing Reaped Is The Very Thing Sown, Multiplied A Hundred Fold. You Have Sown A Seed Of Life, You Reap Life Everlasting.