There Is No Doubt Such A Thing

But For That Blindness Which Is Inseparable From Malice, What Terrible Powers Of Evil Would It Possess! Fortunately For The World, Its Venom, Like That Of The Rattlesnake, When Most Poisonous, Clouds The Eye Of The Reptile, And Defeats Its Aim.

The Birth Of A Child Is The Imprisonment Of A Soul. The Soul Must Work Its Way Out Of Prison, And, In Doing So, Provide Itself With Wings For A Future Journey. It Is For Each Of Us To Determine Whether Our Wings Shall Be Those Of An Angel Or A Grub!

It Should Console Us For The Fact That Sin Has Not Totally Disappeared From The World, That The Saints Are Not Wholly Deprived Of Employment.

The Proverb Answers Where The Sermon Fails.

Philosophy Is Reason With The Eyes Of The Soul.