The Eternal Feminine Doth Draw Us Upward.

Miracle Is The Pet Child Of Faith.

Everything Is Both Simpler Than We Can Imagine And More Entangled Than We Can Conceive.

Whoever Aspiring, Struggles On, For Him There Is Salvation.

The Assault Of Our Enemies Is Not Part Of Our Life; It Is Only Part Of Our Experience; We Throw It Off And Guard Ourselves Against It As Against Frost, Storm, Rain, Hail, Or Any Other Of The External Evils Which May Be Expected To Happen.

For A Strolling Damsel A Doubtful Reputation Bears. [ger., Denn Ein Wanderndes Madchen Ist Immer Von Schwankendem Rufe.]