The Morning Hour Has Gold At The

Victory Breeds Hatred, For The Conquered Is Unhappy.

Christianity Is A Missionary Religion, Converting, Advancing, Aggressive, Encompassing The World; A Non-missionary Church Is In The Bands Of Death.

Soon The Child Learns That There Are Strangers, And Ceases To Be A Child.

To Me This Technical Acceptation Seems Not Applicable Here, Where We Have To Deal With The Simplest Moral Precepts, And Not With Psychological Niceties Of Buddhist Philosophy.

Would Not The Child's Heart Break In Despair When The First Cold Storm Of The World Sweeps Over It, If The Warm Sunlight Of Love From The Eyes Of Mother And Father Did Not Shine Upon Him Like The Soft Reflection Of Divine Light And Love?