One Unconsciously Takes It For Granted That

But Eternal Liveliness Is What Counts: What Does "eternal Life" Matter, Or Life At All?

It Is The Evening That Questions Thus From Within Me.

They Would Have To Sing Better Songs For Me To Learn To Have Faith In Their Redeemer; And His Disciples Would Have To Look More Redeemed!

Remorse.-- Never Yield To Remorse, But At Once Tell Yourself: Remorse Would Simply Mean Adding To The First Act Of Stupidity A Second.

What The Sense Feeleth, What The Spirit Discerneth, Hath Never Its End In Itself. But Sense And Spirit Would Fain Persuade Thee That They Are The End Of All Things: So Vain Are They.