The Christian Faith Is A Grand Cathedral

To Do Nothing Is The Way To Be Nothing.

Caresses, Expressions Of One Sort Or Another, Are Necessary To The Life Of The Affections As Leaves Are To The Life Of A Tree. If They Are Wholly Restrained, Love Will Die At The Roots.

A Few Feathery Flakes Are Scattered Widely Through The Air, And Hover Downward With Uncertain Flight, Now Almost Alighting On The Earth, Now Whirled Again Aloft Into Remote Regions Of The Atmosphere.

Salt Is White And Pure - There Is Something Holy In Salt.

Mankind Are Earthen Jugs With Spirits In Them.