Sorrow Has Its Reward. It Never Leaves

Disease Is An Image Of Thought Externalized.

The Sharp Experiences Of Belief In The Supposititious Life Of Matter, As Well As Our Disappointments And Ceaseless Woes, Turn Us Like Tired Children To The Arms Of Divine Love.

I Would No More Quarrel With A Man Because Of His Religion Than I Would Because Of His Art.

Every Law Of Matter Or The Body, Supposed To Govern Man,is Rendered Null And Void By The Law Of Life, God.

When Angels Visit Us, We Do Not Hear The Rustle Of Wings, Nor Feel The Feathery Touch Of The Breast Of A Dove; But We Know Their Presence By The Love They Create In Our Hearts.