The Miser, Poor Fool, Not Only Starves

It Takes A Newton To Forge A Newton. What Man Could Have Fabricated A Jesus? None But A Jesus.

Truth Never Yet Fell Dead In The Streets; It Has Such Affinity With The Soul Of Man, The Seed However Broadcast Will Catch Somewhere And Produce Its Hundredfold.

He Prays Best Who, Not Asking God To Do Man's Work, Prays Penitence, Prays Resolutions, And Then Prays Deeds--thus Supplicating With Heart And Head And Hands.

The Joy Of Heaven Will Begin As Soon As We Attain The Character Of Heaven, And Do Its Duties.

It Seems Strange That A Butterfly's Wing Should Be Woven Up So Thin And Gauzy In The Monstrous Loom Of Nature, And Be So Delicately Tipped With Fire From Such A Gross Hand, And Rainbowed All Over In Such A Storm Of Thunderous Elements. The Marvel Is That Such Great Forces Do Such Nice Work.